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The author desires to express his obligation 
to Miss I. M. Freeman, of Tavistock, for much 
advice and assistance. 

° loUowing cut : 

riLUioia Dbaki 
QUBIN Xlizabeth 



Gbbibtopbzb Hattoh 

Sib Walteb RALBiaH 

John Doughty 

Thomas Dodghtt 

Don Gubrau D'EspbS 

DON Pbdeo Zubiaub 

Don Bebnabdino d» MekdOza 

Don Pkdbo db Va'jDEZ 

Sib Geobqb Sidbnham 

Lb Sibdb de maeohabmost 

Bib John Hawkisb 


John Wthteb 

John Ohesteb 

captain John Thomai 

Thomas Fbbhib 

Tom Uoohe 



LADT Lenox 

hotheb moonb 





Mb. Ohablm 
Ml. QkW 

Lm Harding 
Phyllui SdUm Tent 
Batiett Boe 
Frederick Sargent 
Bohan CUnty 
Harold BUm 
Herbert Warinf 
Philip MerivaU 
Francis Chamief 
W. E. Oehe 
Digby Strov* 
S. A. SmylAe 
Henry UorreU 
Arthvt V. Webtter 
Fred Vigay 
N. CampbeU Broime 
J. Bimond Watte 
Chrie Walker 
Bcott Clarke 
A. B. Oeorge 
Boee Shore 
Frederick Boee 
Blinor Foster 
Howard Boee 
Bm Field 
Stanley HoieleU 
Itaring fern" 
Anikony Word* 
Frederick J. BmTMU 
E. S. SiOaUt 




William Hawkihi 










Damb Btdbnham 


Aljni B. (Mdard 
AnkibaU Forbu 
A. K. AUm 

Itailatue KfT 
Anhv Ohickeit 
M. A. Bvxtm 
A. STtantef 
Georgt Lamiy 
AUxanier Samer 
Stella St. Audrie 
Ami Brandon-Thomiu 

Thi soenny bj Joieph Habkib and Alfbsd E. Cbatbh. 

Stage Manager : Cecil Eino. 

Aaaociate Stage Manager : Stanlet Bell. 

The overtiure and incidental mQsio oomposed by Sib Ch ablbs 

Tilliebs Stahfobd, and oondacted by Adolt Scbmid, 

" Drake'a Dmm." 

Drake's Voyage to Nombre i» Dioi. 
Return to Plymouth, 

1st Istebludb 
2nd Inieblttdb 

Aftbb Aot I 
" Drake." 

Donghty'a Conspiracy. 
The return of the " Golden Hind." 

Aiteb Act II 
On Flymontb Hoe "England la 

Watching. •< 
The Armad^ 
Drake's Victory. 

St. Paul'i 

Entb'act 1 


5th Inteblvdh 

6th r <TEBLVDB 


Let Ood arise, and t' ,n His foet 
«U1 torn themsclTea to flight. 




Ladt Lenox 

Don Gcnun VEstes, Spamth Amhauador 

Don Pedro Zubiacr 

Elizabeth Stdehham 

John Doughty 

A Page 

Thohas Doughtt 

QcECN EuzABsm 

Lord Burghlet 

Christopber Hation 

FRANaa Drake 

Pedro, A Maroon (Mtfiain 

ToH Moons 


Thohas Fenner 


Martin Frobxsber 

John Wykter 

John Chester 

DiEQo, A Young Maroon 



Tryphsna Moons 

John Hawkins 

Sir George Sydenham 

Dame Sydenham 


RzT. FmAXas Flttchzk 
M>. Cauuxa 
Mr. Cadbi 

Cafiaik Johm Thohai 
Mr. Vicarv 


Dov BiRHAHDnio DE Mehdcza, Spanuh Atitauadot 
Le Snsun de Marcbacmont 
WiLUAH HAVVXt, Mat/or of Plymouth 







&:h Walter Rauigb 

Don Pedro de Valdez 

A Taiuir 

A Haberdasher 



The Dean and Chapter and Choir of St. Paul's Cathe- 
dral ; The Bishop of Sausrury ; Gentlehin-at- 
Ar>i8 i Courtiers (Men and Women) ; The Lord 
Mayor, Sheriffs, and Aldermen of London ; The 
Mace-Bearer and Sworo-Bearer ; Judges ; Masters 

PRENTICES ; Flower-Gibu ; Mounteranes ; Gipsies ; 
Pedlars ; Fuherfolk ; Soldiers ; Sailors ; Spanish 
Soldiers and Sailors ; Citizens; Children. 


Scene I: A Chamber al Hampton Court, 1671. 
ScENi II: The Past acrou the IMmia of Dariai. 

Scene III: The Qmy al Plymouth. Augiut9th,167S. 



I : Drake's Garden at Plymouth. 1677. 
II: On hoard the Golden Hind in Fori St. 
Julian. 1678. 
Scene III : The Deck of the Golden Hind at Depi/ord. 
AprU 4th, 1681. 


Scene I: Plymouth Hoe. July 19th, 1688. 
Scene II : On board the Revenge at set. 
Scene III : The Precincts of Old St. Pouts. 
Scene IV : The West Front of Old St. Peuts. 


Fir Fkancis Drake 



From an engnTing by H. Meyer, tfter the 
pictnro by W. HUtoa, B.A. 

Drake's Drum 

From " The Family and Heira of Sir Francis 
Drake," by permission of Lady Eliott-Drake 
and Messrs. Smith, Elder & Co. 

The Silver Map or the World, showinq 
Drake's i^AMOus Voyage or Circuunavi- 


From the plaque in the British Museum. Re- 
produced from Christy's "The Silver Map 
of the World," by permission of Messrs, 
Henry Stevens, Son i Stiles 

The Enqlisb Fleet dpi PLYMOtrrH ; 



From Pine's engravings of the tapeitriei in 
the old House of Lords 




A Clumbir at Hamjibm Court. MTl 
ijomd Howabo or EmKOBiUi 


DoK Gunwo D'Eim, Sfmuh Awhattoiat 
Don Psoao Zcbuob 
EuxABvm Stdinum 
John Douohtt 
A Faoi 

QcFrai GutABZTB 

Lord Bcuoblet 
CsBU'^opBra Hattoiv 
FEtNcia DwJn 

Tr«fH ip AND LAam; Gsuruiaii-AT-ABia; Paqi 

Ladj hM"It-l)rakennd.Mw»r,. Suiltl 

. ''.V I'crinlSHirtii ttl 
KIrler A (;„, 




OooTsR. andL. """^ " "''«> "f <^ gardens. 

WVA a rfoy.J «OWABD OF ErrmoHAM W yfa^,;^^ 

L^Dr Lenox C' n 'f "'.°''* *'"^''*' *«>'• L] 
shal]p.esentIyt,^C,'j"^' ^°''' Howard. Ve 

HowABD. Oh, the plague.' 

I^DT Lenox AnH k 
fa out o' tune withlSe worM ^°" ^"''- '^'^^ <*"«» 

of the Old Faith, and fc B t"""' *^ Cobles 
«U the ladies here? kIu f " , ^""^^ns enough. Are 

M^tressEh-zaJrUiLt''*'"'^'' ^««^ 
i^tffs^e^'hJt:; £- --^ Ma^ter .ohn 
lands he hath not left her side ""^ """ Aether- 

JUo. Lenox. She is „e. t„ .^e Court. T .ust 


[Enier Don Gttebau d'Espes and Don Pedbo 


Don Guesau [With an elaborate boa] Out of a 
rose garden, into a garden of roses! 

Lady Lenox. Don Guerau d'Espes — ! Faith, 
sir, you come on an ill-starred day. Anon the Queen 
was coupling your name with threat 'i 

Don Guebau [HauglUily] The Queen cannot 
threaten the Ambassador of Spain. 

HowABD [Laughing] Queen Elizabeth would threaten 
the Archangel Michael! 

Don Gcebau [Preaenting] My friend, Don Pedro 
Zubiaur — 

[Ladt Lenox makes a deep curtsey, but turns away 
. coUly] 

Don Pedbo [To Don Guebatt] Must we go, then? 
' Don Guebau. I will not go until I have seen John 

HowABD [At the window, to Ladt Lenox] Here is 
your pretty truant, with John Doughty at her heels! 

[Enter Euzabetb Stdenham, followed by John 
• Douqhtt] 

Good morrow to you all! — 
- Oh, what a cloudy face! 'What 

Euzabetb [Gaily] 
Sweet Lady Lenox! — 
have I done amiss? 

Ladt Lenox. You are very late. 

Elizabeth. By your leave, I was very early. For 
at dawn I was in the gardens, and into a boat, and 
rowed myself to Kingston and back. 

Ladt Lenox [Relaxing] I shall have much ado 
to shape you. 



Eleabbth. I'm content as I am — save that I 
would I were on Dartmoor. 

Lady Lenox [Tapping Iter cheek] Hush, pretty 
barbarian! \Slie goes up] 

John Douohtt [At Euzabeth's mde] Mistress 

Sydenham — ! , , „ , ni. 

EuzABETH [With displeasure, yet jOayfutty] Oh — 
shadow!— Look! Lady CUnton is making shcep's-eyes 

at you! , -n 

John [GaUy] Let her make what eyes she wiU: 

the- are no eyes in the world for me but yours. I 

aw your answer! 
Elizabeth. Faith, sir, I am but newly bom: lor 

to come out of Devonshire to court, is a new birth. 

Let me grow up, then: let me learn the world! Oda 


! Would you have me wed withm a week of 

my birth? u i • •. 

John. I'll wait. But if any man come betwixt 
me and my waiting, he shall rue it. 

Elizabeth [Laughing] Oh! Oh! Would you kill 
my husband? 

John. Ay, gladly, to marry his widow! 

[Enter a Page, R.] 
Page. Lady Lenox, Lord Burghley has ridden 
from town, and her Majesty desires your presence. 
Lady Lenox [ To the others] The Queen summons us. 

'All file out, R., except Don Guerait, Zubiaub,- 
and John Doughty. These come together quickly 
and speak hurriedly.] 
Don Guerau [To John] Quickly! Quickly! Your 
news from Ridolfi? 
John. Here — ? 



Don Gueiuu. Ay, here — in the open. Here 
the;''Il not suspect us. [Preienting] This is Don 
Pedro Zubiaur, confidential emissary of King Philip 
of Spain. [To Zubiaub] John Doughty, our warmest 
friend — Nay, Mr. Doughty, tell him yourself. 

John [Gravely] I am a faithful son of Holy Church, 
Don Pedro; though in this unhappy country I must 
hide my religion if I would serve it. I have devoted 
my life to leading England back to her true Queen — 
Queen Mary — and to Mary, Queen of heaven. 

ZuBiAtiB [With a low bow] I am much privileged. 
And now? — you have seen Bidolfi? 

John. I am fresh from the Netherlands. Signor 
Ridolfi has agreed with the Duke of Alva. King Philip 
has raised a great loan in Genoa, and as soon as the 
treasure ships reach Alva, he will strike. 

ZuBiAUB. Spain is aflame to restore the Faith in 
England and oust the usurper. Her fleet is ready. 
The greatest the world ever saw; with Don Juan of 
Austria, the greatest general that ever sailed the sea, in 
command. , 

John. Does he know our difficult coast? 

Don Guerau. Every Spaniard knows it. 'Tis 
only the English know it not. 

ZnsiAUB. And here, in England? How fares the 

John. Oh, well! Well! Thank God! 

Don Guebau. But we must strike at once. [With 
a mocking lavgh] Oriana, the spinster Queen, is weary- 
ing of her maidenhood — what's left of it! — She is 
hot for a marriage with Anjou. An alliance with France 
would undo us. 

[EnU' Thomas Doughty, R.] 


John [Greeting Thomas] Ah — ! — Don Pedro, my 
brother— Thomas Doughty, private Secretary to 
Mr. Christopher Hatton. 

TnoMAs [After laluting Don Pedbo, gaily] Don 
Guerati, I heard you were here, and I come with a 
friendly warning. Her Majesty is on her way hither. 
Letters of yours have fallen into her hands, with a 
ccrtam epigram on Oriana. She is most amazingly 
angered — 

Don Gueratt. My j'oung friend, I am grateful. 
I V ■>! not tempt her anger. [To John] Farewell, Mr. 

[Exchange of talutea, and exeunt Ton GuEiutr and 


Thomas [SuspixMv.sly] John — what mischief arc 
you brewmg with tliose Spaniards? 
John. Nought worse than tennis, brother. 
Thomas. Take care. 

[Enter QuEiaj Elizabeth, R., with Lobd Buhghlet, 
Lord Howard, Mb. Christopher Hatton, 
EuzABETH Sydenham and the other Ladies] 

The Qceen [In a fury] Tlie treacherous villain! 
lie Malapert! "Oriana"! He shall have news of 
Onana! — Where is he? 

John DoroHiT. Don Guerau d'Espes has but 
now ridden hence! 

T '^.^ 0"=^- I'" reach hira. though he ride to 

land s End. And when I reach him he '11 write no more 

epigrams, I promise him. 
Burohley [Calmly] Your Grace is justified — 
The Queen [Turning on him] Justified! — I thank 

you. Lord Burghley! 



BcBonLET. Yet, remember, Don Gucrau is Ambas- 
sador of Spain. 

The Queen. Spain! Spain! Spain! — Must I 
not defend my own name, lest Spain take umbrage? 
God-a-mercy, am I Spain's vassal? Spain would cut 
my throat, Spain woul^l set the Frenchwoman on my 
throne, Spain sends this rat-legged son of a scorpiou, 
this ounce of liquorice, this — this — thing — to spy 
upon me, and I am to kiss his hand! By the Lord! 
I'll have him by the heels, and hang him by the 
heeb, till the venom he calb his soul run out at his 

BuBonLET. Ay — ay — yet — Spain is mighty and 
England weak; Spain b wealthy and England poor; 
Spam follows one purpose end England is rent this 
way and that; Spain's fleet b invincible and England 
has none. 

The Queen. A lie! My sailors are all over the 
. Buborlet. Half the world — and in cockleshcUs. 

The Queen. The cockleshelb float; and the men 
in them fight. Ask John Hawkins. 

BuBQHLET. Alas, Madam, the only answer Hawkins 
could give would grieve you, for his slaving-expedition 
to the West Indies has come home from San Juan de 
Lua, utterly undone. 

The Queen [After a pause of stupor] And my own 
ship — ? The ship I bought in Lubeck — ? The ship 
my money was in — ? The Jesus — ? Speak! 

BouBOHLET. Captured — with oth>jrs. 

The Queen. My men — my ships — my money! 

Hatton. Madam — 

The Queen [Impatiently] Silence, Mutton! I'm 
in no mood to hear thee bleat! 


Hatton [Persuting] There i$ another duq>ter to 
Lord Burghley's story. 

This QinsiiN'. Of disaster? 

Hatton. No, of glory. 

The Queen. Say on, then! But who UAd thee, 

Hatton [Pointing to Thomas Douohtt] Thomas 
Doughty, here. 

The Qveen. And what doth Thoma? Doughty 

Thouas. If it please your Grace, 'tis not my tale, 
but Francis Drake's. 

The Queen. And who, in heaven's name, is Fran- 
cis Drake? 

EuzABBTH Stdenbam [Almost involuntarily] I think 
I know! 

[The CouBT are shocked] 

The Queen [Turning on her] Hoity-toity, Miss 
Pert ! Who asked your counsel? — Speak, Mr. Doughty ! 

Thomas. Francis Drake is own cousin to John 

The Queen. A West-Countryman, then? 

EuzABETH Sydenham. Ay, Madam. 

The Queen [Flicking her aside] Tsht! — [To Thomas 
Douohty] Go on. 

Thomas. I was with him in Ireland. For all his 
Toughness I learned to love the man. 

The Queen. What has this to do with my 

Thomas. He was in command of the little Judith of 
fifty tons — but. Madam, will you not hear it from his 
own lips? He is in the palace. 

BuEaBLET [Stepping forward] By no means. Madam. 


The man U nothing - a common saUor - the .on of • 
ranter m the Chatham hulks — 

EuiABBiH Sydenham IFlathint out] Ay! his father 
was driven out of Tavistock for the Faith! — Ubaihed] 
As 1 ve heard say. 

Thb Qcien Tsht! tsht!- Do you know the man? 

EuzABETH Sydenham. I^o, Madam; I have never 
seen him. 

The Qceen. Hold your peace, then. [To Thomas 
DofohtyJ Bring him in. 

[Exit Thomas, L] 

John Dotoiity [To Elizabeth Sydenham, gratvh] 
lake my advice kindly, mistress; you are a little fro- 
ward with your answers. 

Elizabeth Sydenham. Have you found me so? 

rnoMAs [Re-entering, L.] Your Majesty — Mr. Fran- 
CIS Drake. ■ • 

ffinfcr Fbancis Drake. He kneeh on one knee] 
The Queen. Now, Master Drake, stand up and 

speak out. What brought you to Hampton Court? 
UBAKE. Rage, Madam, and a hunger for bloody 

vengeance! ^^^ 

Tsm QuEm [laughing] Here's plain speech! - 
Vengeance upon whom? 

Dbake. Upon a parcel of as treasonable damned 
rogues as crawl on God's earth. 

BuBGHLEY. This is insufferable! 
jniE QcEW. Ay-for those who do not love 
fresh air. [fo Drake] Wast thou at San Juan? 
i«AKE. Ay, Madam, and all my fortune. 
The Queen. What happened? 
Dbakb. We had done well, for, God be praised, our 
negroes were aU sold to advantage. We lay peaceably 


in harbour cleaning our .Lips, when up cooMt D«n 
Martin Ennquez m a great galleas, with twelve 
other .hip. Our Admiral - Hawlcins - [proi«««J my, Madam -procured a .olemn treaty that Je 
.hould continue unmolested. But. thirteen to five 
not bemg aid. enough, Don Martin fetched soldier, 
under cover of the night and stuffed his ships' bellies 
full of em. The next day. as I and my men were on 
shore foregathering with the Spaniards, all friendly 
and brotherly, and our Admiral was feasting their 
cheers -lo! a sudden trumpet, and the devils were 
at our throats and pouring into the ships, to kill, 
bum and sink! Then was there such a fight as never 
men saw before. 

esc?'*'?^'"*^' ^"' y""""" shore -how did you 

DiUKE. Every man with me was cut down. [Lauak, 
inff] But I swarmed along a hawser to the Judith. 
whJe the Spaniards shot at me - and missed me. 

Vbe Queen. — And the Judith — ? 

Dhake IClumnli,] Well -we cut her out -and 
stood by - and fought till she was a sieve - and had 
It not been for the guns of the fort, we'd have sunk 
every mother's son of 'em! 

ELizABETn Sydenham [Who hat been watching 
JUH^^ with increasing pleature, breaks out] True 

Drake [To her, radiant] Are you West Country? 
JbLiz^ETH Stdenham [With a curtsey] Iss fay' 
The Qoben. And you brought the Judith out? 
iJBAKE IHiveted on Elizabeth, startf] Av' Safe 

and that the Spaniard got. Not a stiver, not a groat, 
have we brought back for all our labour. 


The Qvecn [Striding to and fro in her ongcr] My 
■kips sunk — my men slain trcecLerously — my money 
stolen — a veritable ambuscndo! — wm ever euch 

Drake [Striding at her tide, to the horror <)f the 
Court] That's what I say! We must wipe out the 

Hatton [Trying in get Drake atcay] Mr. Drake — 

The Queen. Let liim be, Christopher. T need his 

John DouonxY [To Buhquley] A dangerous rogue. 

BuBOiiLEY. So 1 see. 

Drake. As for you. Madam, you can win your 
treasure back at once. 

The Queen [Stopping ahori] \A'hat? — How? 

Drake. Child's ploy. Philip has raised a loan in 
Genoa to pay Alva's soldiers. The bullion-ships have 
fled from French privateers into Plymouth, South- 
ampton, and Falmouth: they cannot get out, for the 
French are nosing after them. [With great emphatit] 
Seize those ships and their treasure, and you give Spain 
such a blow as — 

The Queen. Francis Drake! That's magnificent! 

BuROHLEY. Good God, Madam! 'T is rank piracy! 

The Queen [Laughing] Fie, what a word! The 
Genoese loan to Philip shall be a loan to Elizabeth. 
What odds to the Genoese? Is not Elizabeth's word as 
sound as Philip's? 

BuRCiiLEY. But he'll declare war! 

Drake. How? If he have not the money? 

Euzadeth Sydenham [Clapping her hands] A mere 
common sailor! 

Drake [To her] Your name, Lady? 

EuzABEin Sydenham. Elizabeth Sydenham. 


Tni QuFCM [To, who hat been expoHu- 
latiiig with Iter] Enou{;h. Sec this done at once, and 
Bcprctly, ere your SpanUh — friends — Ret wind on 't, 
[At he U about to tpcak, uilh dccuion] It is my will! 

Thomas Docgiity [.'It if to lead DaVKB away] 
Now, fricnil Drake — 

The Queen. Have I dismissed him? [7*0 Drake] 
Wliat more 'a in that hold hrain of thine — pirate? 

Dkake [Lauiihing] Things my Lord of Burghley 
will not stomaeh. 

The Qdeen. Pass over my Lord of BurglJcy's 
atom.^ch, and speak. The wealth of Spalii is drawn from the 
shores of the South Atlantio, to which she alone holds 
the road — as yet. On the liithenvard side of Daricn 
lies Nombre dc Dios, whither the treasure is brought 
to be shipped home — wealth unimaginable! 

[The CouitT have crowded round. Hatton maket a 

The Queen. Docs thy mouth water, Mutton? — 
Nay, thou art not to speak. 

Dbake. I have joined with several gentlemen. Wc 
seize Nombre de Dios and all its treasure, and we crip- 
ple Spain for ever! 

BuBOHLET [Breal-ing out] Piracy! Piracy! [To the 
Queen] Nay, visit me with your anger, if you will; 
but my duty to England, my duty to you, bids me speak. 
If you have any finger in this, war must follow, and the 
destruction of your realm. 

HowAHD lAgreeiny] Indeed, Madam — 

Hatton. Be advised — 

John DouaHTT. 'Twcre self-murder! 

The Queen. Peace! — No, Master Drake. My 


Lord it in the rig'it this time. Thif were piracy itui 
war, and I'll not meddle with it. 

BUMRLKT IStcnly] The Queen forbid* it. lirl 

Thb Qcucn. The Queen neither bids nor forbids! 
[ToDmxx] But PhUip is too strong. I dare not flout 
him so. 

BcsGiiLrr IRelicred] Tliank God! 

Drake [Beinning quietly] My Lord, do you thank 
On.1 for your enemy's stnngtii? Do you thank God 
tliat England must ever pipe tlie tune he calls? How 
long do you think England will hold, if she be as weak 
OS you thank God.for? Philip has swallowed the Ncth- 
erlands; anon he may swallow France. Then Eng- 
land will be but a mouthful, ond cold-blooded Alva 
Stattholder of a Spanish province called Inglaterra! 
Shall we thank God for that.' No, my Lord! But I 
tlionk God for stout oaks to build new ships with, for 
stout hearts to nuui them, and a stout will to tench 
Philip manners. The day shall come, my lord, by 
heaven the day shall come! And then, when the seas 
are open and our shores are safe, we will all thank God 
together that we can fear our own God and honour our 
own King! 

Thb Qceen. By the Splendour of God, thou art a 
man ! Go thy ways, and keep thy neck out of the noose 
Come, Lenox. 

[She and the Court go out, R. Euzabkth Svden- 
HAM ttandi fazing with admiration on Drake. 
John Douohtt walchei in the background. Ai 
Eliz.\betii moves to go: — ] 

Drake. Mistress Sydenham, wait! What shall I 
bring you from Nombre de Dios? 
EuzABETH. Nay — only come back alive! 


Jam Doroirrr [Sltpping foncard\ Mistras.- Syden- 

Eluabbtr [Vexed] Oh, ihtdowl — Go before, for 

[£n'( John, A.] 

DiUKB. But what iboU I bring you? A chain of 

EuzABETH. Ay; if you bring it younelf 

Drake. And what will you say, when I bring it? 

EuzAncTR [With a curi/ey] "Mr. Drake, I thank 
you kiudlyl" 

[She runt oul, R.] 

DiiAKC. Hah! For that "Thonk-you!" I'd sail to 



A Pom across the Isthmus of Darien, 1578 

Fbancis Draee 

Pedbo, a Chifflain of the Maroons 


Thomas Fenneb 

Mabtin FnoBisnEB 


Nicholas Flemixq 

DiEoo, a Young Maroon 

Mabinebs! Spanish Soldiebs; A Spanish OmcEs; Slaves 


Scene n — A mid pass across die backboie of the 
Isthmus of Darien. The track winds up from the left 
behind a crag which juts out nearly to the centre of the 
stage. It winds down again behind a similar crag on 
the right. The gap between is closed at tlte back by thick 
foliage, above which only the sky is seen. In front of the 
crag is an open space. A rough path leads to the top of 
the crag on ilie left, which is also accessible from behind. 
Ore the top of this crag is a tree in the branches of tvhich 
a sort of crow's nest has been built, reached by steps cut 
in the branches. Other trees close by have been cut down 
to within two or three feet of the ground. It is the lustrous 
night of the tropics, vcri/ near dawn. 

[Enter Pedro, a Maroon (native) from the right. He 
looks about him caittioushj, then turns and whistles a 

[Enter Drake, Tom Moone, John Wynteb, TH0^tA8 
Fenneh, Joiin Chester, Martin Frobisheh, Thoilis 
Fleming, Gregory, and other sailors. They are all 
armed to the teeth. Some are loaded with camp parapher- 
nalia, amongst them a drum; some are wounded and has- 
tily bandaged, all are weary and woe-begone. Most of 
them lie down, exhausted.] 

Drake. Is all well, Pedro? 
Pedro. All is well. 

Drake. Tom Moone — Gregory — get to work, 
and cook our breakfast. 



[Tom Moone and Gregory UglU a fire at the fool 
df the crag, R.] 

H;n^!f ^I\ !""?*?''! '^"=«''f'»t- «"'' yesterday's 
dimier and last night's supper, all in one. seeing us 
had n t time to think on 'em in their seasons 

Dbaice. We'll take our ease for an hour, Mr. 
*robisher. Pedro, where are we' 

Pemo Tliis is the traek I told you of. [Be paint, 
A.J Tliat way they bring the treasure from below 
there -oh far! far! -Gold and silver and shining 
stones such as wh.te men love. And so they bear it 
{■pm^mg B.] down there, in raule-trains to Nombre 
de JJios. 

DaucB. Talk not of Nombre dc Dios. We had a 
not welcome! 

Fenneb [Coming up] By your leave. Captain - 
the men are growling — more especially Fleming. 

Db.\ke [Caffinj] Fleming! hither! — What.'s the 
grievance, Fleming.' ' 

FLEMmo. 'Tis a cheerless job. Captain. You 
promised us gold. Captain, and bloody heads is all us 've 
got. Get us back to the ships, Cap'n, and back home. 

URKKE. Are there many like you, Fleming? 

To.M [SoomSully] Aw - ! Same 's the cow said by 
the heap o' toads : they be aU o' one sort. 

Dbake [To Flemino] Take heart, Fleming. The 
Dons are asleep in their beds, thinking us safely at sea; 
and the Pascha and the other ships are safe in hidine 
ready for us when we 're ready for them; and the ro^ 
to them 's safe, eh, Pedro? 

Pedro [WUh a touch of ,com] The road is safe. 
Clul^en could travel it. The white men have nothing 




^BAHElLaughin!,] Swallow that! [roMooNB] Oh 
put food in their bellies! ' ' 

^FaoBisHEB. I marvel you keep a good courage, Mr. 

Dbakb. What use in fretting? [Sadl}/] Yet our 
failure dmppoint, me, for I had promised - someone 
— a strmg of pearls — [Ue turns away] 

Pedbo. Don Francesco is sad? 

Dbake. I had hopes — 

Pedbo. And we are sad: I and my people, the 
Maroons. We were slaves to the Spaniards, and we fled 
and made a tnbe, for they used us ill. But you have 
hc'r ou" '""^ ""^reif"'. and we love you and would 

Dbake. You Imc helped me, Pedro. You have 
shown me this safe road to our ships. 

Pedbo. I can show you somethmg more, if you will 
come. > .T"" »"» 

Dbake. Come whither? 

Pedbo [Poiniing to the tree] 
shall see where the pearls r 
from. You shall see— P- 

FbodisHeb. Tt has a cl 

Mn Drake. Don't go. Don't trust him. 

Dbakb. I trust all men till I find them false. Lead 
on, Pedro. 

Do''°m;il S°o^.'' ''"* '^'''^ ~°^« »'-8' Gregory? 

smell, Tom but my heart 's not in the broth. 
lOM. Thank the Lord for that, Gregory! 

Only up there. You 
'■"■ gold and silver come 
' come! 
iook o' the gallows. 


[Dbake and Pedbo are rum on the platform, in 
the light. The stage below ia in cmnpcratiee 

Pedho. We are just in time. The sun is on earth's 
edge. Look to the west. [He points back] 

VvUiKE. I look into a i^at shadow. 

Pedbo. The shadow of tliis mountain. 

Drake. The stars are new. The shadow shrinks 
towards me. 

Pedbo [With increasing excitement] The sun leaps 
up! Look, Don Francesco! 

Dbake. Gold! A sea of gold! 

Pedro. The sun has risen! 

Draks [Turns to face the sun] Ay! — Over the sea 
whose paths I know! [Turns back] But that! But 
that! — [He stands rapt] 

Pedro. The Spaniards call it El Mar del Sur: 
the Southern Sea. It is the highway of their treasure. 
For up and down the westward coast their galleons 
bring the wealth of the world — ! 

Drake [Eagerly] And so over this nass to Nombre 
de Dios into the Northern Sen? 

Pedro. There is no other way. 

Drake. There is another way! Through the hell's 
gate Magellan found. 

Pedro. Magalhaens — I have heard tell of him. 

Drake f ; nily] The Southern Sea — 

Pedro, o^-ain's sea! For no ship but Spain's has 
ever sailed in it: no ship but Spain's dare sail in it — 

Dbake. Dare! — Now by the Lord who hears 2iic-, 

I swear I will dare! I swear I will not rest until fhat 

Sea has given up its mystery. The Spanish Sea! No! 

but I swear it shall be the English Sea! [Ruising 



hkarma, uMh CMltmian] I beseech Thee, .Uiaighty 
God to me We and leave to sail an English Ship 
m that sea! - [AJter a m,ment h turn, to Oe mm 
below] Ho! Tom Moone! Ho! Gregory! Hither' 

Tom and Greoobv [Tosether] Ay. ay, sir! 'iThey 
clamber up qmc/dy] " 

Drake. Come! Gladden your eyes! Look! — 

GREoonr [In amazement] By the Lord — ! 

Tom. Do seem I can sec half round the world ' 

DaucE. .Vad if God grant my prayer, you shall see 
oiiroundtlie world! 

Greoobv. 'T would need all the wealth o' Spam 
for such a venture. 

Tom. Wi' your luck, Cap'n, you'll find the means; 
and unless you l)eat me from your company, by God's 
Urace I 11 follow 'ee. 

Dr«e [Gripping his hand] A bond, Tom Moono! 
— CaU up tuo others! Let them foast theu- eyes. 

[lie comes dotcn to the level space] 

Tom [Shouting] Below (here! Come liither and 
see the road to fortune. 

[The men, who were eating their broth, etc. break up] 

FnoBisHEB. \\'hat is it, Tom.^ 

Drake. Go up, Mr. Frobisher; go up, all of vou. 
Up nito the sunsliine of hope. 

Wr.VTEB [IVho has reached :he summit, gives an ex- 
clamalion] Oh!- [To Chester, rfo is behind him] 
Give me thy hand! 

Chester [4/iter a cry of surprise, to the next man, 
/letping him] Lp with thee, Gregory! 

Greoory [.Is aboue] Yarely, Fleming! — A new 



Flbmino. What is it? Water? 

Fjbnneb. Ay, longface! So big's horsepond to 

Fbobishbb [With enthusiasm, uncovering] The Lord 
be praised for this sight. 

[An the men are on the summit now; and all un- 
cover. Dbake is standing below, lost in thought. 
Suddenly, up the lejt path rushes a young Maroon 
in wild haste. He throws himself at Drake's 
feet, and embraces his knees, unth a piteous cry] 

Dbakb. What 's this, now? Rise, man, rise! 

[Pedbo hurries down tlie cliff to them. The young 
Maroon clings to Dbake, moaning] 

Ped3o. I know him. 'T is Diego, slave to that evil 
beast, Don Garcia. The Spanish treasure goes through 
Garcia's hands, to be sent on. 

Dbake [Interested] Oho! This may be worth hearing 
of. [ro Pedbo] Bid him speak. 

[Pedbo stoops and raises Diego. The latter hur- 

riedly speaks indistinguishable words to Pedro] 

Pedbo [Rapidly] He was sent with other slaves, 

down there — (pointing laft) to load mules: for — 

haha! — the great Draqu4 had fled! 

Drake. That's good! 

[Pedbo points to Drake, and explains that this is 
Draqu^ himself. Diego gives a cry of joy, and 
abases himself again. Then he tears qff a por- 
tion of his jacket to show his back] 

Pedro. But last night they beat him — look! the 
wounds art open! 


Oraki:. Horrible! 

Pbdbo. The others - with the mule-train - 

Dhake [Eagerly] A m-Ie-train? 

Pedbo [Away, prompted by Diego] Ay -with 

-mrth';^' and silver-a„d many men-soldtr, 
— more than can be counted. 

P^' »^ *^^ ^'^ - ■ ^"^ '" ''^Wnd are they? 

Fedbo. He says a bow-shot — nothing' 

Drake. Give him food. 
_ Pedro [Interpreting Diego's action. Diego is itreteh- 
"Zti^l^^'""^ ^"^=' ""^ 'P"'^'>9 entreatingly] 

n^!^ r"" ^°," *° ""'.'?"' ^'"- He offers you his life' 

DnAKEJpmntmg to hi, drum] Faith! He shall be 
my state drummer. 

[Pedro leads Diego to on, tide and give, him food. 
Diego ait and eats] 

Drake [Calk] Tom Moone! 

Tom [Above] Ay, ay, sir! 

Drake [Matter-of-fact] Come down" when you Ve 
liad enough of the prospect. 

Tou. 'T''s most amazing. 

Drake. So is my news, 

Tom. What news, Cap'n? 

Drake [Calmly] The Dons are upon us. 
^MfStortM What! [The other Mk^ listen ex. 

A^^Jf^'""] ?««P1">'«t- And all of you, come 
down orderly and take your weapons. 

[Wm adamour qf surprise the Men clamber down 
me diff and hurry to their arms] 


Dhake. D'ye call that keeping quiet? 
Frobisrer. And you peaceably at breakfast! 
Dbaki:. 'Tis ill fighting on an empty stomach. 

[A that ii fired jrom below, 
hand ia imcuhed] 

The bowl in DnAKE'a 

Drake [Calmly] There! — Tliey heard you. [Riaei] 
Mr. Frobishcr, take your half up the cliff and drop in 
the midst of the mule-train when my drum sounds. 
[To the Men] Now, my masters, if wc beat them 
we are made men, but if they l>eat us — for you the 
galleys, and for me the gallows! [Bowing to Fbobibher] 
When you please, Mr. Frobisher. 

[Frobiaber takea half the Men ailenflg vp the 
cliff. The other half stay with Drake at th4s 
bottom. The hells of the mule-train are heard 
approaching from the left. Then enter, from the 
Uft, a compan;/ of Spanish Soldiers led by 
an Officer, aU on the alert. Presently, behind 
them, are seen the leading mulea of the mule- 

Drake [To Diego, %oith a motion of hia hand] Now! 
— Samt George and the Queen I — 

[Diego beats clumaily on tJie drum. General melee. 
Frobisher and his men drop teith a yell behind 
the cliff, where the mxile bells are jangling in con- 
fusion amidst shouts and cries. The Spaniards, 
seeing themselves surrounded, Jly down the pass 
to the right. Drake and the Spanish Officer 
have been engaged in a hand to hand fight with 
rapier and dagger, andtlie Officer wounda Drake 


before he eacapca with the others. FROBisnEli 
and hia men re-enter from behind the cliff on the 
left. Some of the men are wounded. They help 
each other, bandage each other, etc.] 

Drake [Concealing hia wound, and apeaking very 
checrihj] Short and sharp, Mr. Frobishcr. Auy killed? 

FnoBianER. None, sir. 

Drake. Thank God! [To Moone] See to the 

Tom. Ay, ay, sir! 

[He goes off L. with some qf the men. Tkey are 
presently aeen handling cheate, leading mulea 
across, etc.] 

Drake [Calls] Pedro — ! 'T is to thee we owe this 
for loading us hither. How can I reward thee? 

Pjedro. I '11 take nothing, Don Francesco, save thy 
magic sword. 

Drake [Handing it to him] That is thine, with al! 
my heart. 

Drake [To Moone] Well, Tom? The treasure? 
Pearls, Tom? 

Tom [Wiping the perapiration from hia brow; with 
conUmpt] Aw! — Pearls! — Sacks of 'cm! and gold 
and silver till you can't sec! A , Cap'n, you'm a 
wizard, sure 'nough. "I'll sail the Southern Sea," 
says you, not having a groat to your back! And 
up comes the Spaniard and brings you enough treasure 
to buy the Southern Sea - - let alone sail on it. 

Drake [Gasping for breath] Drake's luck, eh, Tom 

— But first— home — Elizabeth — [Heataggera] Tom 

— the sun 's going out! — Tom! — [He faUa fainting 
into Moone's arm^] 


Tom IMamed] What be thick? — Cap'nl — Mr- 
Frobither! — Mr. Fenner! 

[All hurry up. Pedbo hat hull betide Dbaxe ani 
euit open hit doublet.] 

Penneb. I 

:. ) 

Fbobibiier. I What aiU the Captain? 
Pedro. He is wounded. 

Frobisheb [Kneeling the other tide of Drake] The 
Lord ha' mercy on us! I* the Captain dead? 
Tom. Far from I 



Tke Quay at Plymouth. A ugvrt 9th, 157S 



Trtthina Moons 
John Hawkins 
Sib Geobqii Stdcnium 
Daid Stdenhaii 
John DoronrT 
EuzABDia Stdznbaii 
Tbouas DoconTT 
Rxv. Fbancts Fletcuei 
Francis Dbake 
Tou Moom 

Tuaauc-t,, jassaa; CinscNs; Children 


Scene III. — The Quay at Plyinoulli. On the hfl 
are old wooden houses at right anglca to the fpedator. 
The muidle houae ia Mother Moone'm Inn, "The 
Wchornt Home." On the anme aide, beyond the houaen, 
a wooden jeilij juta out towards the centre of the stage, with 
a crcaact at the end of it. A low voodcn parapet runs 
round the small inner basin (J the harbour, xehich is full 
qf fishing, boats urilh their sails and nets hanging lodrj. 
On the right is the entrance to the Parish Church. In the 
baclcgrouiui, across the water, are Ht. Nicholas' Island 
and Staddon Heights. It is a blazing summer morning. 
FisuEJOiEN are leaning against the parapet, looking 
seaward. During the entire scene Men, Women and 
CiiLLOREN of all ranl.-s cross the stage, stand gossiping 
in groups, and ultimately pass into the Church. 

Hot weather, sure 'nough, Dright. 
Don't pxpec' frost in August, Brewer. 

Comin' for crilcli o' zyder afore Church? 
Ay, and thank 'cc. If Hidden too bold- 

Motlier Moone! 



Br; iHT. 

Brewed [Knocking at the Inn door] 
Ho! Mother Moone! 

Bright. Aw — I doubt lier be Widow Moone, by 

Brewer. Ay — poor Tom — ! Dead's a hammer, 
I warrant. Mother Moone! 



(Mother Moone, a checri/ person </ about forty 
flingi open the door. Hhe m in htr Sunday btat\ 

Mother Moone. Whal'n all the racket? 

Bbevveb. Critch o' zyder fur I and Bright. ITg'II 
(liink 'n i' l!ie siin. 

M'miKii Moo.S'E. No, yc won't, neither. Not '|)on 
lAJril'a Day. Wi" oil tlie gentry passiii'. Tlicni us 
wants drink o' Sundays must come inside. 

BmciiT lCm.tingl!/] Now — wiilow! 

Mother Moone. Wi<low I — Who bo yon misialling 
a willow, yon Rirf, lantern-jawed monimet? 

Bright. I <lid n' mean no liarni, bnt 't is well knuwed 
Cap'n Drake hev a-gone down wi' nil hands. 

Mother Oli, is it? Then tidden no time 
for di'inkin'. 

Brewer. 1 .-re — there — us only told 'cc, 'asc yc 
fancied to wed wi' one o' us. 

[Motuer Mo<j>;e alams the door in his face. 

Brewer and Briqht join the oilier Fisu£R1ie.v 

[Six Children, three boys and three j/irls, cross the 

stage hand in hand, sitiging : — ] 

Us must n't play o' Sundays 

I! •ci.vv '■■! is a sin; 
But us ean play o' week-days 

Till Sundaj' comes ag'in. 

[ They go into the Church. Enter John IIa wkins, L.] 

Brewer. Looksee! Here be Cap'n John Hawkins. 

Bbiqht. So 't is. [Touching his forelock] How be 
doio*, Cap'n Hawkins? 

Hawkins. A fair Lord's Day to you, my men. 
How's the fishing. Brewer? 


Bbeweb. Middlinish, Cap'n. 

Hawxinb. Ay, ay. You 'U be fishing in troubled 
waters anon, I doubt. 

Bbight. How 's that, Cap'n ? 

[All the FisBiaiMEN er(nod round to listen] 

Hawkinb. The Spaniards are astir. 'T won't be long 
ere weree 'em poldng their noses round Penlee Point 

Brewm [Coniemptwmaly] Spaniards— I [Spit,] 
Foohl — As thoff an Englishman wadden so good 's six 


BmOHT. Be sure. An' Mr. John Doughty — a 
civil-spoken gentleman biding up to Hall — 

Bbewbb. Ay — him what's to wed wi' Mistress 
Elizabeth — 

Bbioht. He told us, no later 'n yesterday, the 
Dpaniardi was all for peace. 

HAWKnra. Peace! -Ay! The peace of the gorged 
wolf, when he 's swallowed the lamb — wool and aU 

1 teU you, men, unless Mr. Drake have captured their 
treasure, the Spanish Fleet wiU be upon us ere we can 

Brbweb. 'T is a dark look-out for us, then; for Mr. 
Jo^ Doughty do say Cap'n Drake be drownded. 

Hawkdib [laughing] Never believe that till vou 
see his ghost. 

Bbioht. Wi' you two leadin', us 'U puU any nose 
as shows in our waters. 

Bbewm. Ay! Tho"t were old Scratch hisself. 
All. So us will! • 

^viawi [With quiet conrielion] Be sure. 
[Etder Sm Gbobob and Dame Svdbnham, viith 
Ehzabwh; and John and Thomas Douohtt. 
Hawkins emtu to them. Ortetings, etc.] 


8iaGK>BaB[Stout, red-faced, fuuy] I told 'ee so. We 
are hours before our time. I say we ore hours before 
our time. 

Damb Stdenbau. Now do be reasonable. Sir 
George. I saw Parson Fletcher behind us. 

John Douohtt [To Euzabeth, offering her a hand- 
ful cf wild flowers] Mistress Elizabeth, will you wear 
this pwy I gathered on the way? 

Elizabeth. I thank you, Mr. Doughty, but I fear 
its fragrance would send me swooning in Church. 

John Douohtt. I hoped it would be sweeter than 
the stench of tar and fish. 

Daub Stdenhau. Take the flowers, girl, and thank 
Mr. Doughty for his kindly thought. 

Elizabeth. I thank him for his kindly thought, 
but I love the smell of tar and fish, for 't is the smell of 
the sea. 

John [Toering the flowers away] You love the sea. 

Elizabeth. Ay, sir — and all in it — and on it. 

[She turns away from him, and he turns angrily to 
his brother] 

Dame Sydenham [To Elizabeth] I have no pa- 
tience with you, headstrong! 

Sib Geohob [Who was talking to Hawkins] Eh? — 
What's the matter? 

Dame Sydenham. This hoyden hath slighted Mr 

Sir Georoe. Enough of this, Bess! You do knon 
the Queen's wishes. You 're to wed with Mr. Doughty, 
and there's an end o' the matter! T say, there's an end 
on 't! 



EuzABETH [Laughmgly wisffutty] And there's an 
end of me, if it come true! - 

[Mother MooNE has come out, and i. frying to 
attract Elizabeth's attention. Now Euzajieth 
runs across to her with reli^] 

Elizabeth. Mother Moone! Dear Mother Moone! 

Why, pet! [UoUmg her at arm's length] Eh, but 
l^unnon hath withered thy roses! Thou'rt aU faUen 

John [To Dame Sydenham] -Who is the old baggaRe? 
Dame Sydenham. Take no heed. She was Efea- 
beth s nurse. 

Euzabeth [TaUng Motheb Moone apaH] Mother 
D^oT' ''°"" »""•"§ 's the unhappiest girl m aU 

Mother Moone. Now, what for, child? What for? 
Do they know thy lovo for Mr. Drake? 

Eliz.«eth. No -At Ica^t-Mr. Doughty sus- 
pects And now they tell me Mr. Drake is lost. Oh, 
Mother, think! If he be dead, I may not even show 

Mother Moone. Drake dead! -Ho! next-come- 
fuT'l!"^', ^''°' "y ""»"• Tom, with him? D'ye 
thmk he d let Drake die, or drown, or be kiUed? — 
Now you bide patiently, pet. For when you least 
^pect you U hear a girt roU o' thunder, and that'll be 
Drake s drum, and there'll be Drake hissclf, wi' Tom 
beside him, aU dressed up in gold and diamonds! 

Elizabeth. Oh. let him be dressed in barnacles, 
so he come! There. Mother! you've made me laugh" 
you ve given me new heart. I'll wait and suffer for my 


[MoTBEB MooNE kuset her, and goes into Chunk] 

John [To Elizabeth] Fair miatreas, I rejoice to see 
the colour in your cheeks again. 

Elizabeth. My nurse gave me good news, sir. 

John. Good news of what? 

Elizabeth. Good news of the sea. [She passes on 
to her mother] 

John [To Thomas] Tliat accurst Drake casts a 
spell over the girl from the other side of the world! O 
Thomas, Thomas! When you brought him before the 
Queen, you did the Doughtys an ill service! 

Thomas. The Doughtys — ? Nay, me he cannot 
touch. \ 

John. K he have succeeded, he'll touch us all: me 
in my love, and you in your ambition. 

[Fletcbeb domes up to them] 

Flbtcheb. Mr, Thomas Doughty — ? 

Thomas. I am he. 

Fletchbb [Bowing low] Fletcher, sir. Francis 
Fletcher. Artium Magister. Once a poor servitor of 
Oxford. Many 'a the time I've carvcn for your 

Thomas. And now you're a parson, eh? But still 
have skill in carving, I trust? Well — cut your dis- 
course at both ends. 

[The church-bell rings] , 

Sir Georoe. The biddmg-bell! Pa'son Fletcher, 
lead the way. I say lead the way. 

[Fletcher goes into the Church. 
ham takes Siit George's hand] 

Dame Stden- 


JOita SlDHNHAM ITo EmABETHj Give Mr. John 
Doughty thy hand. Bess. Hast thou learnt no man- 
ners at Court? 

Thomas [Quickly to Jow, laufhing] Thou — the 
zealot — m our Chureh? 

[John anffrily motiona him to tilenee, and takes 
Euzabbth's hand. The gentry file into Church 
procetsumaUy. Only a few TiBBxmxm are left. 
Some of these follow into Church] 

Nick'™'" " "* '^°" * *° *° Church, us goes to Old 
BBEiras. Well, theer us won't get nobbut a drop o' 

water off Lazarus' finger — wi' luck. 
Bright. Aw—! Let's wet our whistle while us can! 
[Bbewi .., Bwoht, and the remaining Fishebmen 
go^rnothehn. The stage i^ empty. Thechurck- 
beu eeaeea. Droning voices are heard from tlie 
Church; laughter from the Inn. The sun seems 
to blaze more fiercely. Now a Psalm is sung in 
the Church — long-drawn, nasal. Suddenly, hut 
slowly and quite noiselessly a ship draws up along- 
tide the jetty, from the hft. The Crew have just 
reifed the sails. Tom Moone is on the deck, 
supenrUending. One man leaps out uM a rope 
which he makes fast. A gangway is pushed out. 
AU this at signs from Moo^fE, without a word 
spoken. Drake comes out of Ms quarters and 
msses the gangway, followed by Diego with his 
drum, and by Tom Moonb. Some of the Cbew 
^ream out cf the ship and form up at the back. 
The Psalm continues] 


WeU d-ne. Tom! [He 
[Laughter from the Inn] 

if your wife's married 
Him an' me'U try a 

Dbaki: [Quietly, laughing] 
looks round] All in Church 1 
No, not all! — Tom! 

Tom [Aho quietly]. Cap'n; 

Drake [Chuckling] What 

Tom. Aw ! — Get on, Cap'n ! 
fall for her! 

lop! - Well, t IS a frolic after my own heart! - Now 
Uiego, If you vc mastered a roll, let 'cm have it! 

[DiBGo beat, a long roU. The Psalm and the 
lauglder Ho,i abruptly. Intent pause. At a 
motion from Db-ike, Diego beat, anotlier roU. 
fiercer and louder. A great shout is heard from 
the Church and from the Inn: — "Drake!" [At 
O"^' the doors are burst open and the people 
tumble out mldly. crying: " Drake! — Drake's 
drum — Dralce's drum! - Drake's come back!" 
tiomeofthe windows of the houses are thrown open 
and thehemh of liorrible old men and women peer 
out, gibbering ecstaticMy. The people nwb 
UBAKE With shouts of delight. Motheb Moone 
rushes out of the Church, and, thrusting everyone 
aside, throws Iter arms round Dkake aiul kisses 

Mother Moone. 
rabble! — Oh! 

DaucE [Laughing] Why, Mother! - But here's Tom' 

Mother Moone. Tom can wait! - [C(m&fe«<tafl 
Captam! Her 's faithful and true! l^"'«'«*'«««J 

DuKKt: [iiadiant] I know that! 

Wier.. is he? Stand away, you 


MoTHia MooNB [Turm to Tom] Tom! \ow'« 
thy turn! 
Tcm[GTvffiy] Is there any left? 

[Meanwhile the SrwofHAMs, etc. hate came out cf 
Church. They are followed by FLETcam, in hit 
canonicals. Elizabbth comei latl, and ttandt 
rapt in the porch.] 

Sib Geosoe [Shouting] Scandalous! I say 'tis 
acandalous! [CaUing] Come back to Church — you! 

[But the Cbowd are now excitedly greeting all the 
Saiu)BS. Witee greet hutbande, children faihert, 
firle their tweethearte. Nobody pays the ilighUtt 
attention to Sib Gboboe. Dbake ttanda forward 
gazing at Elizabeth. The Stdenhamb and 
DouoHTTs are between them] 

Sib Geobge [Dancing with rage] Am I a Justice o' 
Uie Peace, or am I not? I '11 have you all in the stocks, 
I say I'll have you all — 

John [Talcing hie arm] Look to your daughter. Sir 

Sib Geoboe. Hey? — What d' ye mean? 

r JCE [Comtn; <ouxinb Euzabetb] Mistress Eliza- 

Sm Geoboe. Hey? — How dare you? — I say how 
dare you speak to my daughter? 

Dbake [Enthunaetically qffering his hand] Ah! — 
Her father! — Worthy knight, I rejoice to know 

Sra Geoboe [Refusing his hand] You do not know 
me, sir! And Sydenham's heiress will have no traffic 
with such beggarly jetsam! 


Dbakb [Laugking] Oh! — If I must puichaie ooi 
friendship — ! 

[Bt moHoiu to MooNK. The latter whitllet. At 
once the reri qf the Cniw come out of the ihip, 
hearing hales, a^ert, and naked ingots, which 
they lay in a heap on the ground. MeanahUe 
Hawkinb comes foncardl 

HAWKnre. Cousin Francis! I said you would 
come, and I rejoice. 

Drakx. Ab, John! I would you had been with 

HAWKiNa. Would God I had! [They embrace] 

Thomas Docohty [To his brother] He has succeeded 
— look! 

John. I see! — I see! — This wealth will beggar 
our fortunes! ' 

Dbake (ro Thomas] Thomas Doughty — My dear 

Thomas IShalcing hands coldly] Mr. Drake — 

Dbake I am much beholden to you for your inter- 
cession with the Queen's Majesty. You have made 
me; and, by the Lord, I'll nudce you! 

Thomas IBowing slightly, and turning away] I — I — 
give you joy. 

John [To him] He lords it over you already. 

Dbake [To the Cbowd, who are admiring the treasure, 
which the Sailors are displaying] Well, friends, here 
is a sample of what the beggarly jetsam has won! 
[Cheers] This is nought. The ship is gorge<l with it. 
[Cheers] And not mine only. Mr. Frobisher and Mr. 
Wynter bring double as much. [Cheers] In itself 't is 
nothing; but 't was to have been used against England. 
Now [laughing] 't is in England! [Cheers] Not Span- 


ish ihips ihall be built with it, but English ahipi, God 
willing! [Cheert] 

[The Saiu>bs carry the treamre back to th» iMp, 
voatched by the Crowd] 

John [To Thomas] Ride to London with me in all 
haste. We will bear this news to Burghlcy! 

[ff« and Thouas hurry out] 

Dbakz [Drauiing a splendid vearl necklace jrcm hie 
breaet] Mistress Elizabeth, I have not forgotten my 
promise. [He advances touxtrdt her] 

Sm Geobob [ItUerponng] What promise? I say 
what promise? 

Dbaki. By your leave, sir. 

[He gently tkruitt Sm Geobge ande, and handi 
EuzABKiH the rucUace, which she quickly thnuta 
into her boeom. Sm Geobge tries to stop her, 
but Tom Moone is unaccountably and imperturb- 
aUy in the way] 

Sm Geoboe. Throw it away, girl! Don't stand 
there like that! Odzookers! say something! 

Euzabeih [With a curtsey] Mr. Drake, I th' nk you 

Dbakx [ With delight] Hah ! — [He turns to Fu^'cbeb] 
Mr. Fletcher, I cut your service short, for which I 

Flimcheb [Obsequiously] Oh, Mr. Drake, 'tis 

Dbaee. Ay, but it is, though. [To the CbowdJ 
Come, friends ! Let us in, and thank God ! 

[MovmMU <if th* Cbowd towards the Chwch] 



Dawb Stdwham [To Eij«a»iih1 Aw»y, ^ 
Hast thou no shame? \way! 

EuzABBTH IflodianJ] Ay, mother! For I can thank 
God wherever I be! 

[Sm Gbobob. Dajm Stbetham, and Eumbbth go out] 
Thb Crowd [Surrmnding Dram] Shoulder him' 
— Up wi' him! — A Drake! A Drake! 

[Dbake it lifted ihoulder-high. and aU go eg thout- 
mg, almost dancing, into the Chureh] 


ACT n 



Dnk»'» Oardin at Plytnoulk. M77. 

Tom Mooin 
TKTmiNA Moom 
Edward Bnon 



Frahcik '>nAKa 





Thohas Douohtt 
Don Fedso ZcBiAtra 

LoBsa AND Ladibs; Fisiibbmbn; Fibhwivbi; Cbildbih; 






£ 3 

5 I 



ACT n 


ScENi! I — The \flound Point in :Db.\ke's Garden 
at Plj/mauih, It ia the tuif-eocered paint of convergence 
c)f three great avenues, bordered mih lofty yew-hedges. 
The main aventie stretches away at the back, where it 
turns off to the left. There is a smaller avenue on the right, 
and another leading to the house, which is not seen, 
on the l^t. On the right, in front, is a great cedar with a 
seat under it, before which a carpet is spread. Statues 
(Hermes) stand at all the angles qf the avenues. It is 
late afternoon, merging into svi. >et and starlit night. 

[At the rise qf the curtain, ToM Moone, Motber 
MooNE, Bbeweb, Bbigbt, and two Gisivs ure practising 
the steps of a dance. Fletcher is vmlking to and fro 
in the background, reading from a long scroll, with fran- 
tic gestures. Other FiaBEBFOLK, etc., in tlieir Sunday best, 
uander in aiid out, talking excitedly] 

Tom. Two to the l^t, old 'oman! Don't 'ee know 
your left from your right, yet? 

MoTBEB MooNE. Aw — ! The Queen 'U only laugh 
at we, Tom! 

Bkioht. When 's her coming? 

Fletcher. Anon. Mr. Drake has gone forth to 
meet her Majesty. 

Mother Moone. The Queen of England in Mr. 
Drake's house! He 've done well for hisself, I wool say! 


Baxwm. How he can leave it all. do best me. 
Why, he s a gentleman now, and could bide at home 
and go fishin'. 

Tom. The call o' the sea, lad. There! You 'm 
nobbut a coast-wise fisherman to-day, but wait till 
you 've a-seen what us '11 show 'ee! 

Bmoht [Iruinuatingly] Where be ua goin' to, Mr 

Tom. Don't 'ee niver ax no questions, and you won't 
mver be told no lies! 

Bbeweb. WeU, to-morrow, up-anchor! But to- 
day us '11 fill our skins, by Mr. Drake's leave. 

Funxmma. I counsel moderation. Mr. Thomas 
Doughty loves not drunkenness. 

Tom. What's Mr. Thomas Doughty to do wi' it, 
11 you please, Pa'son? 

Fletchbb. Surely — he is the General of the ex- 

■Tom. Oh! — and what 's Mr. Drake, if I may make 
so bold? 

F14ETCHEB. He is answerable for the navigation only. 
My Lord Burghley insists on that. So do the Doughtys- 
and our own Sir George has petitioned the Queen to 
the same purpose. 

Tom. By the living thunder — as a man might say 
— what 's Sir George put his finger in our pie for? 

Fletcheb. Mr. Drake has grievously offended him. 
The Sydenhams will not even grace his house to-day 

Mother Moonb. Won't they? Their daughter 
will, though! 

Flbh^heb. Mistress Elizabeth, here! — Impossible' 

MoTHEB Moone. Where else? Id n' her one o' 
tiie Queen's Ladies? First thmg the Queen did, when 
her come to Plymouth, was to send for she. 


^^fS""' ^^*^1'«^i'^tk'!lorden flock in. 
Toif MooNK ranga them right and left. Enter, 
down the cmtn mmnt, Diego, in gala dra,, heat. 

A"" .ir^"' f*^*" GlMTUanN-AT-AWB, 

tt«itt«Quiiaw, &>rn«tno<i«w. Drake, Aa<tn 
m^ "u-'^JT^'l '^l'' o" tf-* right rf the 
Mer. rtu followed by the LoBiia and Unmt^ 
the Court, among whom are Bubghlet, the tm 
DovoBTTs, and Eijzabeth Sydenham. The 
IMeru set down by the cedar. Meanwhile, while 

ISaS"' ''^ "'^ «-«■ EUZABETH 

[EuzABtm exprenes surprise and alarm. Drake 
hands the Qdeen ovtc^the litter, which is at once 
ft^ o/, B., and leads her to the seat under the 

™f^ ^''T^''"'*'^^"''''^' I*cldng eloquence of 
FUt^lT' """nu ""i ■"*'''. "V ~^'<"'' Master Francb 
Hetcher. our Chaplain of the Fleet, shaU be my mouth- 
piece. Madam. 

The Qubk, [suting. and with a sigh of resignation] 
Let us hear the Krate's Chaplain! •y'-ononj 

[At a sign from Drake, Fletcher advances, 
fee*- on Sort in«,, p^ o„ „ p„V „^ ^^ 
*P«*Kifa». cfeof. «u ttnxrt. «nro«.- Ms serott. 
and begins] ^ 


^^teabsit letum dignare amplectior omen - 
Ito Queen-. Many come up! here be Latin hex- 
•meter.! How many of them, my litUe Chaplain? 


. Madam, my poor wiU nto but to 

Flbtcheb. Alits, 
6ve hundred lin«a.' 

Thb QxraaiM. rhey merit more leisurely reading. 
[6A» taka the scfdl and hands it to BuRonLBT] My Lor-l 
Trauurer shaU pcnise tiiem. [Fletcher retlret] 

Dkakb [Pretenting Tom Moone] This is Tom 
Moone, Madum, of whom I have told you — 

[Tom standi hdpleas, first on one foot, and then 
on the other, twirling his cap] 

The Queen [laughing] I am glad to see thee, Tom 

Drake [Encouragingly] WeU,Tom? [Cries: "Sveak 
up, Tom! "] ' "^ 

Tom [Clumsily] By your leave, Cap'n — [fft beck- 
on* Mother Moone forward] My old 'ooman — 
she ve-a brought a nosegay. 

Mother Moone [Curtseying, and handing the 
QOEEN o JuncA 6/ /oawr»] Theer. Madam — all out 

my own bit garden-place: Hen-an', chickens; Kiss- 
me-quicks; Lady's garters; Love^in-a-mist; and 

The Queen. I thank you heartUy. [Laughing] 
But - two moons and no son? 
Mother Moone. Law-dear-heart! Seven! And 

1 wish you as many! 

[The Court are scandalised, the Crowd delighted. 
Cries: "Sodousl"] 

Tom [Putting Mother Moone away] Come away 
you foolish old clacker! 

The Queen. Now, Mr. Drake, bid these good folk 
remove a while. 
Drake. Neighbours, in the orchard yonder, are 


mwta tohearten you for the tUnce, and barreb of cider 

IBifore he can finish the Croud have dieapveared 
^ layout criee, R. Thb Queen Uavei, her 

The Queen. TeU me what hopes thou hast of this 
new venture. 

DitiKE. Every hope. Madam. The ships are ready, 
the men wilhng. the wind seU fair, and to-morrow we 

Mr^^akT '^''""""''■'■<"""""^- arandhj] Sail 

The Queen. You have been told, mv lord. The 
honest gentlemen sail to Alexandria, on a private ven- 
ture, m which Mutton and I have a sliare 

BvtaBVET [Deeply offended] To buy currants. 
Madam. Ay, I 've heard that story. 

The Queen [Indignant] My lord! 

nhnH?°n'^' ^'^'"^' ''^y *"' ^°" "»« ">« like a 
child? Dott a man go armed to buy groceries? 

Drake [Ltg^y] My Lord Treasurer is in the right. 
Madam. [roBuHOHLEv] No, my lord, we do not saU 
to buy currants only, but - 1 will be frank and open - 
call It — a Schooling Expedition. 

BuBGHLET. A schooling expedition — ? 

Dbake Ay, sir. As 'twere a nursery. The oaks 

learn;^ °\ ^^ ^'^ u*^*^ 'P""""^^ shipwrights have 

karnt theu- trade: God be praised, the fighters are ready. 
Only the officers know not their office. Wherefore 

mTloTd?'"'" ®""'* ^""^^ '° '''"° "• ^ *'°" ™"t*n^' 

the Queen] I do not trust Mr. Drake. He cannot 



stir but he gives Spain new cause for anger. It tliit 
expedition must be made, put it under Mr. Thomas 
Doughty. He is a soldier and a — gentleman. 

[Thomas Douohtt tIarU forward vith pUaiun; 
Drake mirinterpreti hit movement] 

DsAKE. Peace, peace, Mr. Doughty. My lord 
speaks his mind honestly, and there is no offence. 
[To Bubobley] My lord, here is no question of soldier- 
ship — 

BuBOHLEY. When was it known that English sol- 
diers served under a mere sailor? 

Drake. It was never hitherto known. Until this 
day English sailors and English ships have been at the 
bidding of landsmen. That is folly! For a soldier on 
board ship is no better than a sailor on horseback. — 
He is worse, for he is very sea-sick. Wherefore, with 
all respect to Mr. Doughty, whom I love, never again 
will I serve under a soldier! 

The Queen. Mr. Drake hath done well Mr. 
Drake shall be General. 

BcROHi/ET. Madam, I beseech you! 

The Queen. I have spoken, my lord! 

Dbake. Madam, I thank you. [7*0 Thomas] I 
promise your honour shall not be diminished. 

[Thomas turns from him angrily. John inlertenet\ 

John. My brother accepts your assurances, Mr. 

Dbake [To the Queen] Now, Madam, will it please 
you to honour my poor house? 

The Queen. Ay, let me sit awhile where there are 
no Mayors, or preachers, or wrangling lords, or blood- 
thirsty mariners! 



Drake [Leading her off, L.] Faith. Madam! Engluh. 

men will wrangle! But aU for the good of England! 

[Preceded by the Gbntlemen-at-abms, the Queen, 

Dbake, and the Coum go off L. Bubqhley and 

the too Doughtys remain. Bbioht cornea in 

to arrange ilie Queen's seat] 

BuBOHLEY [To Thomas] I grieve. Mr. Doughty — 
Thomas [HoUy] Grieve not for me! I 'U have no 

more to do with this cursed marauding! 
BuBOHLEY [StarOtdl Marauding — ? — Too strong 

a word! 

Thomas [Paanonately] What think you it is? What 
fairy-tale is this of babes and sucklings Uken for a sea- 
jaunt to learn the names of ropes? Are you so cheaply 
guUed, my lord? CurranU and nurseries, forsooth! 
No! But mto the great Southern Sea, with all the 
western shore of the New World at his mercy! With 
his knife at the very heart of Spain's wealth! 

BoBOHLEY [fforri/W] And the Queen a party! But 
this must be stopped! 

Thomas. Who 's to stop him? He hath bought the 
Court; the Councillors, Mr. Hatton — he hath bought 
the Quefn herself! 
BuBGHLEY [Outragedl Mr. Doughty! 
Thomas. Is it not plain? Would they aU be so 
eager, but for favours received or hoped for? 

Bubohley [WalHng to and fro in great agitation] 
Into the Southern Sea— ! It must not be! It shaU 
not be! Mr. Doughty, you must hinder it! 
Thomas. I tell you I will not sail with him' 
Bubohley. You must! Pocket your pride, man! 
For the safety of your country. God help England, if 
you go not. Drake loves you; you will be hourly with 


him. Use all friendly means to turn him from bil 

Drake. None will avail. 

BuBOHLET. Then thwart his purpose by whatever 
means you cin! — 'Whalever you do — [with emphatit] 
Whatever you do — I stand warrant for your safety. 
[BlUORT ilipi out] 

Thomas. I promise nothing. 

BuBQHLET [With a gesture of dUa-ppointm$ni] All! — 
Persuade him, Mr. John. [Exit, L.\ 

John [After a pauae] Grasp the nettle, Thomas. 

Thomas. And ploy seconds to that upstart? I 
cannot do it. I will not. 

John. If you stay here idly, there is an end of you. 
You will be the Mr. Doughty whose courage failed him 
and who turned tail on danger; and Drake will shino 
all the brighter. But, sail with us, and we are no 
sooner out of sight of land but you can wrest the 
command from him. Wiat? He 'II have the soldiers 
under the sailors? Then every soldier in the Fleet 
will be for you. Drake starts with disaffection enwrap- 
ping him like the air he breathes! Thoma:; Thomas! 
Remember Burghley's words: "Thwart Drake by 
whatever means you can." 

Thomas [Sunk in thought] I loved tlie man. 

John. How has he rewarded your love? ^Vhat I 
foretold is happening. Me he is robbing of the woouui; 
you he is robbing of honour. He is in our way, Thomas. 

Thomas. Yet he is a loyal friend to Englaml ! 

John. He is a treacherous foe to England! ^Vbile 
he lives, they who love England know no pcacel-- 
How long, think you, will Spain suffer this goad in her 
flanks? K Drake were — dead — [Thomas staria] Ah! 
— I waste my breath on a meek-spirited boy! 


Troiub. But — to (lay one who ww my frmid — 
who thinks me his friend — ? 

JoBN. Who spolce of slaying? Leave that to others. 
Only come with us. Assert your rights. Play the man! 
Let the rest come as it may. 

Thomas [After a pauie] I will come! 

John. AJi! — 

[EtUer Dbake, L. Immediately (f/'fenninf* Eliza- 
beth Sydenham ilipe in unperceived, and waitt 
in the thadow. The sun hat tet. AJtergUnc] 

Drakis [Calling] Tom Moone! ~ [To the Douohtys] 
Lito the house with you, friends! They 've broached a 
butt of Malmsey. [With great emphaeie] And or your 
life not a word to Burghley of our true purpose — he 'd 
warn Spain! 'T is the Queen's command I 

John. By your leave, Mr. Drake, we '11 in, and pay 
court to her Majesty. 

Dbaki [Laughing] To speak plain truth, her Maj- 
esty is most majestically asleep. But her ladies are 
wide awake, and sighing for just such gallants. 

[John and Thomas go out, L. Meanwhile Tom 
Moons has entered R., and ia voaiting] 

Dbaek. Now, Tom! Gather our friends. When the 
Queen wakes let her see that Devonshire folk can 
shake a leg with the best of them. 

Tom. Ay, ay, sir! [ExitR.] 

Dbake [Seeing Euzabeth Sydenham] Ah! At 

Elizabeth. I am frightened! What if the Queen 

Dbake [Talcing her pauionately in his tiii;is] Do 
you V>ye mc? 



Elizabbth. Too well fur my peace. 

Dbake. But do you love me wrll enough for mine? 

EuzABCTii. Oh, Francis, Franciu, have I not diown 
my love? Am I not at feuil with my father and mother 
for my love's sake? Have I not waited — Ah, how Ioo( 
is it already? — And you know not what that means. 

Dbake. Ay, but I do, though. For I have waited as 

EuzABETH [With a ttittful laugh] Yours is not wait- 
ing. You are hammering your enemies, and the time 
flies. But 1! — I sit and spin. — Would I could spin a 
thread that would draw you to me, and bind you to me! 

Dbake. You have done that. Wherever I be, that 
thread tugs at my heart. 

EuzABBTB. Yet 't will not hold — for no sooner ore 
you here than you are gone again. 

Dbake. There is only one call that can lure me from 

Euzabbth. The call of the sea? 

Dbake. Not even that. — The coll of England. 
O, Bess! Send me forth! Love of you has inspired 
me with a great purpose: to make England Queen of 
the Seas. Let your love be the food of my soul, to keep 
the purpose alive. Love mc, that I may know myself 
worthy to love England. 

Euzabeth. Thus do I love you, Man and Fighter! 

Dbake. Your man, Elizabeth. 

Elizabeth. Alas, no! — Were you mine, I would 
hearten you on. But when you are gone, and the days 
never end, and there is no dawn to the nights, and every 
rustling leaf whispers of storm and shipwreck — 

Dbake [Laughing] I was not bom to be drowned. 
Bess! No! nor to be hanged, neither! 

EuzABETR. And that is not all ! — 


DSAKX. yihtl more? 

EuzABiTH. If — if John Doughty come back— ■ 
■lone — I ahall be forced to marry him ! 

Dbakk. By heaven, I 'U fire ■ shot through the earth, 
and the bullet shall shatter the altarl 

EuzABBTH. I shall be forced! My father and 
mother are at me unceasingly. 

Dbakb. Rebel ! — Defy them ! 

Elizabbth [Very fravely] And the Queen? 

Dbaee {Startled] The Queen? 

EuzABETii. She is drawn to this match. Already 
she calb me a reU^llious child, A little mure, and she 
will command. 

DmAKE. But — as soon as I come home — I 

EuzABsm. But — if you do not come? 

DsAKB [IVith a Hidden rewlw] Then, by heaven, 
John Duughty shall marry my widow! 

EuzABETH [Starting away frcmt him] Oh! — what 
do you mean, now? 

Drake. I mean, we will wed ere I sail. 

EuzABETH. You are crazed! 

Drake. I mean, we wilt wed to-night! 

Elizabeth. Crazed! Crazed! 

Drake. To-night! The Queen herself cannot bid 
you marry two husbands. 

Elizabeth. It is a mod idea. 

Drake. All great ideas are mad ideas. — To 
my heart, dear woman! To-night you shall be my 

Elizabeth [In his antu] Mad sailormon, to-night 
X lie in my father's hou'^c, beliind locked .loors! 

Drake. Are there no rope-ladders, foolish maid? 

Elizabeth. Mod sailorman, where is the |>riest? 
Where are the witnesses? 


DsAXi. Here, (oolith maid, ready and waiting. 
IBitalU] HotToml 

[Tom Moonx apptart, R.] 

Tom. Ay, ay, iir. 

Dkaxe. Call Mr. Fletcher; call your wife. [Tom 
exit] Now, look demure, if you can, and say no word! 

EuzABETM [Abruptly] Francii, Mr. Fletcher will 
go atraight from the Church to my father. 

Dbake ILaughing] Mr. Fletcher will go, willy nilly 
— itraight from the Church to hii ship! 

EuzABBTB [Laufkinf] Oh, thou — conairl 

lEnter Tom Moonb, MoTHxa Moom, and 


Dkaub [SoUmnly] Mr. Fletcher — Tom — Miitresi 
Moone — I bid you meet me in Chureh to-night, at ten 
of the clock. 

[SuTprite of thou addreutd. Eluabbth i* wAuper- 
ing with MoTREB Mookb] 

Flbtchcr [Sutpiciouriy] I make lo bold aa to aak 
your puipoae, 

Dbake [Shocked] You!— You ask that? Are we 
not starting on a long and perilous adventure? — And 
you ask why we should seek guidance? Fie, Mr. 
Fletcher! Fie! 

^-Fletcbeb. That is a worthy and pious object 
[Blandly] Will Mistress Sydenham be present? 

Elizabeth. Fie, Mr. Fletcher! Should I not be 
abed, and asleep? 

Dbake [Talcing Fixtchcb by the arm, and edging Um 
off, R.] At ten! — Oh! the Queen read your discourse 
and found it masterly. Faith! 't will be Mr. Dean, 


•nonl And my Lord Buhq> — ay, »y! — «nd when 
Canterbury falls vacant — [Ht puihei FixrrHER <jjf] 
A SmvANT [Apptttring L.] The Queen calli for you 
Mr. Drake! 
DxAXi. Now, Tom! Have Diego ready. 

[E* kutet hit hand to Euxabbtr, and tiit L.\ 
Monm MooNE. Wiat '■ toward, nuriling.' 
Elizabeth. Madneu and folly, Mother, and trouble, 
and heaven'i own happineaa! 
MoTRBB MooNB. That loundi like marriag"! 
[Enter tht Queen, Drake, and iht Court, 1.) 
The Queen (ro Mother MooneJ I hear i ou were 
her nurae. Bid her be wi«e, and marry tlic .vorlhy 
gentleman who leeki her. 

Mother Moone. That '• what I be doin'. your 

The Queen [Undtr the cedar, to Drake] Well, 
Pirate? And tbis dance? 

[Drake lignalt to Dieoo, uho hat entered R., 
with hie drum. He beatt a flourith. Enter 
from all tidet, mth thoutt and laughter, a great 
eompang tf merrymakert, each bearing a lighted 
torch, preceded by a Piper and a Taboh-i'later. 
Iforrif Dance. Ueaniehile a cloaked and hooded 
figure comet to John Douobtt, bringing a btuek 

The Fioure. Your cloak. Master. 

John [Starting] Zubiaur! Madman, your life ia 
at stake! 

Zubiaur [With a deprecatory getture] To-morrow 
I sail for Spain. What message for the King? 


John. Say Drake aims at the Southern Se«». 
[ZtnsuTjB ttartt] But he will not reach them. 
ZvBiAUB. Why not? 
John. He will be dead. Begone. 

[ZuBiAiiB alips out] 

Dbake [In the dance] Bess, Bess! It is but eight 
o' the clock! Will ten never strike? 

Elbabbth. Ah, too aeon! And to-morrow thou 
wilt be gone! 

Drake. Think of the time when we can say "To- 
morrow we shall meet! " — Look! the Queen rises! 

[The dance stopt. 
circular hedge] 

The Dancebs farm up along the 

The Qoebn [Standing] I thank you, friends. Many 
say the mirth has gone out of England, but that, I 
thank God, is a lie. 'T is simple mirth keepeth high 
courage alive; and God He knoweth England hath 
need enough of that — ay, and of brave defenders. 
And, good Devon folk, of these we count your Mr. Drak' 
one of the bravest. Come hither, Drake. [Dbake 
rinke on one knee b^ore her.] Thine own sword tiou 
gavest to a Chieftain at Nombre de Dios; but it is 
not seemly that one of our Captains should go weapon- 
less. Wherefore {A Gentleman- at-abms handt her a 
beautiful jeaeUed eword] here we commit this sword into 
thy keeping. [With great emphaais] And we do ac- 
count that he which striketh at thee, Drake, striketh 
at us. 

[She hange the iwori o&otd ftm. Qnai ehernng] 
Dbake. Madam — this will I witld against your 
enemies and England's, while God shall give me strength 1 


[TheQoKtai'BliUer is brought 171. TAe Tobch-beabebs 
now line each tide of the centre avenue. Dbake 
hands the Queen into the litter, and, taking a 
torch from Tom, mith the drawn sword in one hand 
and the torch in the otimr, escorts the QuEia* 
through the cheering throng, the Coubt preceding] 



The Admirdl'a Quartern on board the "Pelican." 1478 

Mr. Cause 


Captain Joii.v Thomas 

Rev. Fbanct3 Fletchib 

Tom Moone 

Captain Chester 






Thomas Douqhtt 

OmcKBs; Mariners; Soldieiib 


ScBNi n — The Admiral's Quarters on board the 
Pelican, seen slightly diagonntty. The back, being the 
side qf the ship, slopes slighily inward. It is interrupted 
by a semi-circular bay or turret, projecting outward, 
tcAicA, as well as the fat part, is pierced with practically 
eoflfinuotu large square portholes glased with small panes, 
the upper being oj stained glass with heraldic devices. 
The stem, R. slopes sliarply outward and is all glazed. 
There is a door opening to a gallery with a richly carved 
and gilded handrail, which runs round the stem of Oie 
ship. In the centre qf the partition on the l^t, which is 
perpendicular, is a broad staircase, leading up to the 
deck, and, curtained off; on each side qf this is a small 
door; that in front leads to the galley, that at the back to 
the Aohikal's bed-room. The thickness cf the oaken 
sides of the ship can be seen through the port-holes, but 
uritMn the room is panned in rare woods, and there are 
hangings cf Flemish tapestry where possible. The floor is 
covered with handsome rugs; the beams (^ the ceiling, sligkOy 
curved, are carved, and the boards they support are painted 
with heraldic devices, among which a Goldm Hind 
"irippant" is conspicuous. Canddabra hang from the 
beanu and are fixed to the watts. In the centre of the room 
is an oblong black oak table covered with silver dishes ef 
fruit, silver plates, Venetian flagons and Venetian 
goblets. At the head qf the ttMe R.isa rieUy carved chtrir 


vnA a high leather back on which the Golden Tlind it 
ftamped. In one corner cf the room ia a terrestrial globe. 
Instruments of namgaiion and charts are lying about. 
There ia a service-table at the bach. The stem, R., ia 
raised one step. The whole effect is one of sober splen- 
dour. Beyond the port-holes the sea shimmers, and in 
the near distance the coast is seen. 

[When the curtain rises four Musicians {theorbo, viol, 
viol-d'amore, and viola da gamha) are playing in the 
Item, R. Drake is seated in the great chair, lost in 
thought. FuBTCHEB iaalthe foot of the table; Wyntee 
on Drake's right; Chester on his l^t; Captain 
Thouas next to Chester; Ma. Vicary next to Thomas; 
Mr. Charles on Fletcher's left; Mr. Caube next to 
Charles. They are drinking and laughing. Dieoo 
it serving wine.] > 

Charles [Rising] Mr. Caube. I pledge you! 

Cause [Rising] I thank you, Mr. Charles. 

Drake [Starting out cf hit thoughts] Gentlemen! 
[The Musicians cease playing and exeunt, L.] I have 
a matter to impart to you. [Movement] We are near- 
ing the worst of our voyage. 

Caube [Rather impudently] Lord save us! As if 
there 'd been any best! 

Drake [Taking no notice beyond a rapid glance] 
St. JuUan's Bay, where we now lie, is the threshold of 
Magellan's Straits. 

Captain Thomas. 'T is the devil's own Imd. 

Vicary. 'T is accurst for Magellan's cruelty. For 
here he murdered one of his Captains, hanged another, 
and a third he marooned. 

Drake [Sternly] They had mutinied. By the Lord, 
Mr. Vicary, I would have done the same! [Silenee] 
But I was saying. In the face of coming dangers our 


little fleet must be made handier. I shall break up 
Tom Moone's ship, the "Christopher." But then we 
shall have nothing to remind us of our well-wisher, 
Mr. Christopher Hatton. 

WTNTm [BUierly] Oh, ay! We shaU have his 
friends, the Doughtys! 

ViCABT [Hotly] What have you agamst the 

Drake [Motioning silence] Wherefore, m Mr. 
Hatton's honour, I purpose to re-name this ship — 
the Pelican — the Golden Hind. Thus, Mr. Wynter's 
Elizabeth shall carry the Queen's name, [wUh his own 
meaning] the name we love; Mr. Thomas's Marigold 
shall remind us of English meadows; and the Golden 
Hind [pointing to the device on ike ceiling] shall bear 
Mr. Hatton's cognisance into new waters. My Mas- 
ters, drink with me: Good luck, fair winds, and smooth 
•eas to the Golden Hind! 

All BUT VicART [Htse] The Golden Hind! — Mr. 

Dbake [Surprised] Mr. Vicary — ? 

ViCAKT. I cannot drink with you, Mr. Drake. 
lAmazement] This pretended honour to Mr. Hatton 
is mere mockery while you keep his friends the 
Doughtys in prison. 

[Uproar for and against] 

Dbakx [Bringing his fist down on the table] Silence! 
[Coldly] Mr. Vicary, if you cannot stand with me, 
you cannot sit with me. 

Charles [Hotly] If Mr. Vicary goes, I go with him! 

Cause. And I! 

Fletcher. Teace, gentlemen! Peace! 

ViCABT [Going] And I make bold to tell you that 


every soldier and every gentleman in the fleet tUnki 
with me. And so I wish you a good digestion! 

[VicABT, Chables, and Cacbb lutagger up the 
Hair), Dbake leacei hit leat and vxtUu to and 

Captain Thomas. How long will you suffer this, 
Mr. Drake? From the moment we lost sight of the 
Lizard, the Doughtys have stirred up this mutinous 

Wtnter. We cannot go forward while Thomas 
Doughty is with us. If you loosen him he breeds mis- 
chief, if you bind him his friends breed trouble. 

Chbsteb. He aims at your life, sir! He aims at 
your life! 

Wtnter, Bring him to trial, and be convinced! 

[Enter ToH Moonx, down the companion, mtk 
papers. Dbake meets him] 

Tom. Mr. Thomas Doughty, Admiral. 

Drake [With a frown] What now? 

Tom. Mr. Gregory reports he is nusing mutiny 
among his men. 

Drake. God's Patience! 

Tom [Offering the papers] These were totmd on 
him; showing he had stirred up the officers to Idll 3rou. 

Drake. Let me see! 

[After a glance at them he throws them on the table 
and rinks despondently on a chair] 

And I loved him! 

Captain Wtnteb, Thomas, and Cbbreb [Together] 
Make an end on 't! Brian him to trial! ShOTt ihrift! 

Draxjs [itwt'n; abntpUy] Maaten, summon your 

bly. Mr. 


officen and men. Diego, beat the 
Wynter, send Tbamas Doughty guarded. 

Wtntbh. And John? 

Dbakx. One is enough. 

[Exeunt Fletcbeb, Wtnteb, Captain Thmub, 
Cbistsb, and Dieoo, up the contfanion] 

Tom. The Lord be praiaed! You be come to yoar 
senses at last, Admiral! 
Dbake. God give me strength to do the right. 

[Exit into hit cabin] 

Tom [Calling at the galley door] Brewer! Bright! 
[Th^ enter] Lift thicky table on to platform — 
[IndicaliTtg B.] Put big chair behind 'un; a chair o' 
both sides. 

[The Men do aa they are told, and remote the platet, 
diihet, and glaeset to the tertice ttMe] 

Bbiobt. Do look like assizes to Tavistock. 

Tom. That 's what 't is. Doughty 's coming to trial 
at last. 

Bbeweb. By Gor! 'Twere time thicky warlock 
was laid by the heels! He 'd a sunk the whole fleet. 

Bbiobt. Be sure! Why, he called fog and storms 
out o' his cap-case, so a did. 

Bbbweb. Said a cud conjure wi' any man. Said 
a cud poison a man so 's a wudden die, not for a twelve- 

Bbiobt. Purty thing tar a man to carry about in 's 

[Enter Vicaby, Chables, Cause, Gbeoobt, 
tumuUuouily down the companion. All the 
foUomng it tpoken almoH timulianeouely] 


VicAiiT. He hath no lawful power! 
CuABLBs. What commiiuion hath he? 
GBEOOBr. I aay he's in the right! 

[Enler Wyvteb, Captain TuoHAa, Cnamm, 

Fletciieb, similarly] 

Wtntkb. We shall be rid of a tnutor. 
Captaix Thomas. High tiiao! 

[Enter Mabinebs. Amoi'j them CooK^ 

Bbewer [Shoutins to them, en they enter] A trial! 
Thomas Doughty 's on trial! 

CooKB. Sho^ be f other way rouod. 

Brewer [7a kim] Shall I knock thy lubbetiy girt 
head off thee? 

[Enter more Sailobs, until the cabin it a teething 
nuut of geaticuUaing, shouting men] 

Cooke [Shouting] Shall we stand by and see this? 
Mr. Vicary, take the lead! 

VicABr. Not I, Cooke! I 'm but a private venturer. 

Shouts. Charles! Charles! 

Wynteb [To CajOain Thomas] This begins to look 

Captain Thomas. Hold your hanger loose. 

Shouts. Down with Drake! 

Tom [Furioue] What traitor cried "Down with 

Cause [Shouting] Doughty, here! 

[Douohtt's friends coUect round Chabues and 


Fletcher. Madmen! Hold your peace! 
Captain Thomas. Drake, here! 


[Dbaicb'b friendi collect round the Captains. 
Weaponi are drawn. Uproar. Enter Or.\ke. 
Sudden husk, with threatening murmur: Dbaxb 
foe» calmly to hit teat behind the table on the dait] 

Drakb. Captain Thomas, on my left. Yoii »hall 
be Assessor. Mr. Gregory, you (liall act as Proxost 
Marsliul. Mr. VVyntcr, is the acciuc<l on bouni? 

VVvNTEB. Yes, .\dmiral. 

DuAKE. Then, Mr. Gregory, fetch him. [Eiit 


[The murmurt increase. Thj thrtaten to burst into 
shouts. Drake raises his hand. Silence] 
Drake. My masters, I see by your faces you know 
what is toward, and like it not. [Murmurs] Neither 
do I. But I am not here to pleasure you or myself, 
but to do justice. [Burst cf proUst. Drake j/n/iooA» Am 
sword and lays it on the table before him] 1 lay my sword 
on the table. Now whosoever raises his hand against 
me commiU murder upon a weaponless man, and will 
hang accordingly, 

[Bush qf admiration. Murmurs] 
Tom. By Cor! That'sBne! 
lf:nter Thomas Docohtv, guarded, with Gbeooht 
jireceding him. He is received with murmurs ^ 
sympathy. Charles shakes his hand. He 
bears himself haughtily] 

Captain Thomas. Silence! The Court is opened. 

Drake [When all is quiet] Thomas Doughty, ever 

since my first acquaintance with you, I have used you 

as my other self and as my inmost friend. Yet you 

nave still sought to discredit me, thwarting my will, 



to the great peril of thu voyage. You have even 
[touehing Iht papert] in your jealous ambition aimed 
at my life. Therefore I have brought you to trial. 

Thouas lUghUy] Why, Lord General, you have 
no power or commission. [AtienHng murmurt] 

Drake [Coldly] I warrant you, my commission is 
good enough. 

VicABT. I protest I Show your commission! Show 

Cnns. Hear him! Show it! 

Dbakx [Turning on him fiendy] I Iiave nought 
to do with crafty lawyers. [Touching the tword] 
Here is my commission. Thomas Doughty saw the 
Queen's Majesty honour me with this sword in my 
garden, and heard her say: "He which striketh at thee, 
Drake, striketh at us!" — Hath any man a better 
commission? [Silence] [To Thomas] With a heavy 
heart I do indict you, Thomas Doughty. You came 
into this venture with a traitorous intent. You have 
stolen our common treasure; you have striven to 
corrupt my friends; you tempted some to piracy; and 
now you are lying in wait, like a base assassin, to take 
my liJFe. 

Cries. There is no proof! Bring proof! 

Drake [Holding up one qf the papers] Can you 
deny this writing? Here, under your own hand, you 
idan to murder me. For tlie rest, Chester — Gregory — 
Have I spoken truth? 

Chester and GBSooBr. Ay — less than the truth. 

Drake. But there is graver matter, even, than my 
murder! — High Treason against the Sovereign 
Majesty of the Queen! — [Commotion] Call Edwwd 

GREOoar [CMiny] Edward Bright! 

^Bwom IThrutting hia rm,, through the Cnovn>] 

[Gntoonr in dumb, hou, put, him to tht oath, and 
makci hint /.•,« //„■ Boot] 

MimMPM. A common sailor! ShaU gentlemen 
•ubmit to riffraff? genuemen 

Dbakb. Gentlemen shall submit to the truth I To 
BwoHT] Say what thou knowcst. ' " 

thU w!f ■ ^''* "i*',"."'"™ »" '«"«). I heard 'n «.y 
Court and the Councl and Mr. Hatton had be^n bought 
to wmk at .t -yea, and the Queen's Majc ly herseU! 

Cbiw What! -The Queen b. ight!- The Queen 
Cajtain Thomas. Silcnoe! 
Drake [ro Douobtt] What do you answer? 
1H0MA8. I never said it!- or — if I did — I wn, 
Kys-'"" "'"' ""'"-^ -■' knows not w^t 

J?irui*^'''rr'^^'''^ " ""'"' 'T''^" " '«=««>■» 
^r~ w »l .[Cunofl/j, a„o«j, the Cbowd] My 

♦t^/7'n ^''^?'y «»^^ «'<' ^Po^i"! commandment 
that of aU men Lord Burghley must be kept in im™ 
of our true errand, by reason of his fear of SpaTn For 

woufdrerytan^ *■ ■^'^ ^^ '""^' ^^ ^ ^- 
^JCABY [Impudently] Lord Burghley never did 

Drake. Edward Bright, to whom did Thomas 
Doughty say what you have reported.' 


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Briout. To my Lord BurgUey. [Senialion] 
Ckes. Lord Burghley! — Then Doughty 's a trai- 

do you 

Lord Burghley! 
[To Doughty] Again — how 

tor! — 


Thomas. I — I — I refuse to answer. 
Dbakb. You gave hiai a full plot of the voyage. 

[Thomas remains silent] 

Dbake. And Burghley sent you with us to hinder 
our enterprise and to report our deeds. 

Thomas [At bay] Yes, then! For he feared your 

I [Sensation] 

Drake. His own mouth hath confessed his treach- 
ery. [A short pause. Then with emphasis] Now, 
my masters, will your mutinies and discords cease? 
What! Here be we, a little band of Englishmen bent 
on a great undertaking, the like of which was never 
seen, and we fling our glory away for jealousies, and our 
country's honour for personal hate! Henceforth I will 
have the gentleman haul with the mariner, and the 
mariner with the gentleman, and if any refuse, let them 
sail home! [Pause] Now, considering my past 
love for Thomas Doughty, and that I impeach him of 
aiming at my life, I cannot be his judge. It is for you 
to say whether he be innocent or guilty. If guilty, his 
punishment b death — Provost-Marshal, lead the 
accused away. [Thomas is led aioay in silence] For 
me, I will await your finding, and abide by it. [He 
goes out to the balcony behind him] 
Captain Thomas. Make short work on 't. _ 
Wtnteb. He hath confessed treason against the 


Queen, tlie Captain General, hk own master — Jfr 
Hatton-us aU.and England, by disclosing our venture 
to Burghley. He hath been amongst us as Burghley's 
spy, and now hatli betrayed Burghley himself. For 
me he is guilty, and worthy of death. 

t^.-^f'^f "^ "^"PJ*"*- They that m their conscience 
thmk Thomas Doughty wortuy of death, hold up their 
right hands. 

[All but Ch\bles, Caude, and Coc a: do sc] 
Captain Tuo.vas. To the contrary.' [Ao one 
itm] Summon the Captam General. 

[Tom open) the door of the balcony. Re^ntiyr 

Chables. Do you condemn Iiim, Vicary? 
VicABY {With a shrug of indifference] I think of mv 
own head. ' 

Dbake. Bring the accused. 

[Thomas Douohtt ia brought in] 

Drake. Mr. Wjniter, how say you.» Guiltv? Or 
not guilty? 

VVtnteb. Guilty. 

Dbake. Thomas Doughty, God knows I desire 
notlung better than to save your life, if I may with 
sa ety to the voyage. Wherefore I give you the choice: 
will you be set on shore, or will you be conveved to 
England, to be tried before the Lords of Her Majesty's 
Council.' If you refuse these, you must suffer death, 
here, and now. * 

vJ"Tn; <^,°?^, Captain, for this I humbly thank 
you. I will not be left here among the native devils. I 
wdl not be sent to England. The shame of the return 


would be worse tlian death. I bescccli you only to 
grant me the death of a gentleman. 

Drake. This is the heaviest hour of my hfe — My 
masters, leave me private with my friend. Master 
Fletcher, attend us, to make our peace with God. 

[Aa the Oiticebs and Men go out, many shake 
Doughty by the hand] 
Thomas. My good masters all, pray for me, I 
beseech you. 

[Preceded by Fletchbb, he and Dbakt" go out by 
the Admiral's door. Chables, Caube, Vicaby, 
and Tom Moone remain] 
■ Chables. Well! God knows' what they 'U say of 
this day's work in England! 

Vicaby. They'll say nought. Neither will we, if 
you trust me. Too many of the great are >n this matter, 
and we should bum our tongues. 
Cause. But — his brother — John Doughty? 
Vicaby. If you love him, bid him hold his peace. 
\They go out. Tom remains. Re-enter Dbakb, 
Doughty, and Fletcher. The latter wrings 
DouoHTY'a hand and goes up the companion-way, 
Drake [Quietly, to Tom] The stirrup-cup. 
lToy[ fills a great goblet with red wine, und hands it 
to Thomas] 
Thomas. Francis, I am very near the threshold. 
God hath witnessed our reconciliation. I pra-y God to 
strengthen thy hand for England. [Tales the cup m 
botii handa] And I drmk to thee in aU love and reverence. 


[He drinks, and hands the cup to Drake] 

Drake. I drink to the memoiy of happy days. I 
drink to thee — a friend's God-speed. 

[lie drinks and hands the cup to Tom, leho hurls it 
through the open port-hole into the sea. Roll oj 
muffled drum on deck. Drake arul Thomas 
clasp hands. Enter, down the companion-way, 
Greooby, unth two Guards with drawn steords] 

Thomas [To tliem] I am ready, friends. [To 
Drake] Farewell! 

[They embrace. Then Thomas goes out erect and 
smiling. Drake falls on his knees in prayer, 
Tom stands with his back to Druce. motionless, 
looking out to sea. Roll of drum] 




Tlw Deck cf the Golden Ilind alongside the Quay at 
Deptford, April itk, 1581 

Tom "ione 

Tbtpb^ a Moonb 

John Doughty 

Don Bebnahdixo de Menooza, Spanith Ambaitador 

Don Pedbo Zcbiacb 

FRANas Drake 




The Queen 

Snt Christopher Hatton 

Ret. FHANas Flktcbee 

La Sieur oe Marchauhont 

Lords and Ladies; Men and Wouen or DErrroiiD; 

Gentleuen-ai-abiis; Mabinebs. 


Scene HI — ^ portion of the deck <if the Golden 
Hind, lying ahngride the quay at Deptforc, and seen 
broadside on. I„ in the waist of the ship. The ship ia 
lying a few yards from the shore, with which a broad gang- 
way connects her. On the Uft ia the mainmast, with its 
throuda; on the right the foremast, with similar ahrouda. 
On the left an indication of the " castle," onthe right sim- 
ilar indicationa of the " forecastle. " Against the mast, L., 
is the chair of state Drake vsed in the previous scene; the 
deck has been cleared, but the guns are in position. Between 
the masta cordage and tackle in bewildering confusion. 
From the apar of the mainmast the sail hangs half furled. 
It ia torn and weather-stained, but the three "leopards" 
qf England are atill traceable in faded coloura. Beyond 
the skip ia the narrow Quay qf Deptford, with gabled 
timber-houses facing it. These are all gaily decorated 
wUh bunting. The ship ia absolutely bare qf any 
decoration. Beyond Deptford rise well-wooded heights. 
It ia a brilliant day in April. 

[On the quay a motley crowd is watching the ship 
excitedly. One man ia nailing] vp a 'board, on wMck 
is painted 

O Natvre, to old England still 

Continve these mistakes; 
Still giue vs for ovr Kings svche Qvenes 

And for ovr Dvx svche Drakes. 

Only Tom Moonb and Motiieb Moone are on deck] 


Toil [fihouiing] Now, you folk o' DeplforJ Town! 
stand further off, wool 'ce! 

Voice [From shore] Wlicn's tlic Admiral coming, 
old codfish? 

Ton [Furious] I'll come and bang vour silly lica<ls 
together! Passcl o' linendrapers! [Slinuting towards 
R.] Brewer — Bright ! Yoi: understan' ? Not a man 's 
to show his ugly nose till Drak;- bids 'ee! 

Bhewur [Within] Ay, ay, Cap'n .Moonc! 

Mother Moone. Poor Mr. Drtke! Tliree years 
parted from his wife! And since ho""C been home, 
him in disgrace at Plymouth, and her waitin' on the 
Queen in Lunnon. ' 

Tom. All Burghley, cuss un. But sun do shine 
agen now. Doth any know of the marriage? 

Mother Moone. Not a livin' soul. 

Voice [On shore] TJl 'ee what! That ship should 
be put a-top o' Paul's steeple for a monument! ^'Ay, 
ayl" Laughter and cheers] 

Another Voice [On shore] ''ere come gentry. 

[Mocement in . he crovod] 

Another Voice. Is it Drake? 

Another Voice [Disgusted] No — ! — Spaniards! 

[Angry murmurs. Enter, on shore, John Doughty 
with Don Bernardino de Mendoza and ZuBi- 
jlvb. The Crowd make way unwillingly] 

Tom. By Gor! Here's John Doughty! Who'm 
thick along wi' 'un? 

DoUGHTT. Make way, make way! [The three come 
onboard] Ill-mannered rabble! [To Tom] My friends 
have come to sec ihe ship, Mr. Moone. 


MoTOER MoONE. Captain Moonc, if you please! 

DouoHTV. This is Don Bernardino de Mendoza, 
Ambassador of Spain. 

Tom. Glad to sec you. Mr. D iglily'll show 'e« 
the ship till .Vdmiral do come. Ami he'W be glad to see 
you. He 'in ever ready wi' a warm welcome for your 
countrymen. [Turns to CvoviJi on shore] Don't bi<le 
theer, starin' at nowt! Do'ee go up along Greenwich 
Road: you'll meet the .\dmiral — 

Cbies. Up Greenwich Koad — Come along! — 
Drake I — 

[The Crowd disperse] 

Tom [Taking Mother Moo.n'e by the arm] Aw — 
come along! 

[They go into the Men's quarters, R.] 

DouGHTT. This msufferable insolence! 

Mendoza. It is the new spirit, my friend. Before 
your Draqui^came home your countrymen gave us the 
road: now they take it. But wait — wait! 

Doughty. How long? O, God of Vengeance, how 

ZtiBUtJR. Friend Doughty, your big words have 
come to nothing. Remember your promise in Drake's 
garden: "He will be dead," said you — He is not dead. 

Mendoza [laughing] B.v Saint James, he is on the 
threshold of his life. Now that he has taught Eng- 
land the use of ships and filled her with the ambition 
of the sea, — now he is armed! Now he will act! — 
Unless — 

ZuBiAUB. King Philip promises the man who works 
Drake's undoing twenty thousand ducats. 

DouGHTT [Passionately] Money! — Don Bemar- 


dino, I am a man crushed by sorrow and n. 
1 mourn for my country in the darkness o( heresy, n ' ■'. 
by nn excommunicaled usurper; I love a woman hop - 
Icssly, and I thirst for my rival's life; I loved my 
lirothcr, and his blood cries to me for 'vengeance. 
Money—! Wiat is money to me? As God is my 
witness, my day will come; and I shall strike with uine 
own hand, and strike deep, not for money, but for the 
love of my faith, of my country, of my brother, and of 
my love! 

Shouts [0/] Drake! — Drake! — EiiRland's Drake! 

Mendoza. Aha! — The drcjon of the sea! 

Doughty. Will you stay? 

Menix,za. Assuredly. The Queen is coming. I 
have a message from my King that will temper her 
ardour for her pirate. [With intention] Show me 
where your brother was condemned. 

Douohtt [Pointing L.] Here. In the Admiral's 

IThey go out L. Enter Tom R., in time to Me them 
disappear. Motiieb Moone fottoica] 

Tom. Here's Admiral! Old 'ooman, com'^ up, 
cume up! 

[Enter, on shore, Drake, followed by a cheering, 
dancing, and shouting Crowd] 
Drake [At the gangway] Thanki, and thanl-.s again! 
But kec,, your shouting for the Queen! 

[He thakea hands mth several, and comes on board. 
The Crowd remains, watching him] 

Drake [Seeing Mother Moone] O, Tom, you 
I'ucky devil! if our wife's been with you these five 


montlw! — wliilc mine — ! — But to-day, Tom! I 
ghall aee her to-<layI 

Mother Muone. Sooner 'n you think, belike! 

Drake, V lut do you mean? 

MoTUEn MooNE. Thccr! Her do always get whocr 
her wanta r fore you know her '» eomin' ! 

Voice [On shore, pnliithig L. betireei the quay and 
the thip] Look! — A boni! — jlio! a fuir ludj ! — Oh, 
thefe sailors! — 'Ware, Adniirai! She'll board you! 

-^UZABETII SYDENiiAM'ij VoicE IBclow] Golden 
Rind, ahoy! 

Drake [SlaHlcd] What's that? 

Tom [Looking over the siilc and throwing over a rope- 
la'dcr; indifferently] Nowt. 

[Euzabeth's head appears oner the lulwarkc] 

Euzabeth. Mad sailorman! 
Drake [With a shout] BESS! [To Tom] Out o' the 

[Tie lifts her over the bulwarlcs and hisses the life 
out of her, entirely oUkious of the Crowd] 

Voices [On shore] T is his sweetheart. — Told you 
so. — Pretty wei eli. — Fine pair o' icf^s. — [Harcasti- 
cally] Why don't you kiss her. Captain? 

Drake [Realising the Crowd] Oh, the seoundrcls! 
[To Euzabetr] My quarters! — [Drags her L.] 

Tom. Stop! that's full o' strangers. 

Drake. Damnation! [Drags her R.] 

Tom. Stop! — That'"" full o' crew! 

Drake. To hell with 'cm! 

Tom ['shouting] Here! Brewer'- Bright! [f/icj 
appear] ^owcr that sheet! Lively, now, lively! Haul 
her osloRi.. 



[Thetj hirer the f^i'l on the mainmatt ard haul it 
round, to that it ahutt out the Crowd. The latter 
vttvr a groan nf goal-humoured proteit, which 
turns to lauijhtcr and cheers] 

Tom [To Mother i[ooNE, who i» huqijing Euza- 
BETu] Come on, old 'ooman. [To the MbnJ Off 
with 'cc and keep your moutlis »hut. [Theij go. To 
UkvkeJ Thccr, Admiral! So snug's a bug in a nig. 

[Exu m 

Drake [TIohHng Euzabetii at arm't length] Bess! 
— Is it true? Do I hold you? Sec you? Hear you? 

Euzabetii. Let me look straight into your eyes. 
Have you lovctl mc all this weary time? 

Drake. Loved you, longed for you, hungered (or 
you, thirsted for you ! 

EuzADETn. Ay — but have you thought of me? 

Drake. Li the burning tropics, in the whirlwind 
and the gale, the one thought in my brnin wos "Bess!" 

Euzabetii. So small a word to fill so great a brain t 

Drake. A word to fill the world! I have seen new 
stars in a new heaven, but they had no light for me, 
for they did not shine on y «. But when I saw the 
Northern Star again, I ... t<l uolidayl 

Euzabeth. I felt the throb of your heart across the 
world, so that when Captain V/ynter canie with news 
of your death, I only smiled! 

Drake. Captain Wynter is gone! Now spring is 
our Captain! — Bess! Bess! I have encompassed the 
world, and now I hold you fast! Hy World Encom- 

Euzabetii. Mad sailorman! 

Drake. Ay, mad with joy and love and longing! 
[Eagerly] Bess! Shall we let the banquet go, and up 


bone am' away, over mountain and ■.•iver and moor, 
ti!l we come to on. nest? Sliull wc? Shnll we? 

EuzAiiETH. And tc)-inorruw lliiy'd cut your Iitad 
off, fur a traltur! 

[Shoiili on ihore] 

late! [To Tom, vho return* 
d DiEoo uith hit drum] Up 

ThuKE. And 'tia to' 
with Brewer, Brioiit, > 
with the sail a^alM! 

EuzAUETii [To MoTHEB MooNE, uho ha) entered] 
Hide me, rao'l'cr! I aliiipod nwoy from the <iuecn at 
Greenwich. .le must not know! 

MoTUEB MooNB. Aw — ! Get liehlnd me, child! 

[Now the nil ii hauled up and the ^uay it teen, 
crowded. The Queen it browjlil on in a litter, 
to the foot of the gang ay, where Obake meett her 
and leads her on bi I. At the Queen lett foot 
on the gangway Di:.jO gicet a great roll. Out of 
the Men't qmrlers the Chew awarm up, led by 
Brewer and Bbiout. They form up from the 
gangway to the mainmast. They an -aggcratcJIy 
ragged and woebegone. The Queen Mtuwed by 
a tmall Retin'UE including Sir .hristophkr 
Hatton, Le Sieuh de Mabchaumont and Par- 
son Fletcher. She atopt just this side of the 
gangway. The Retinue pass on and group in the 
extreme left comer, front. As they do so, Euza- 
BETii Sydenham slips among them, unnoticed by 
the Queen. Hatton remains uith the Queen] 

The Queen [WiA emotion] The Golden Hind — ! 
[To IL\tton] Are you proud of the name. Sir Chris- 



Hatton llmlicaiing Drake] Proud of the nMne, 
Madam, and proud of the man! 

Tub Queen [Gazing at Drake] That one man m so 
small a ship could do such a piece of work! 

DB.UCE [PoitUing to tlw Cbew] Not one man alone. 
Madam; but all these good men, with a man to lead 

them. , . /-. 1 

The Queen [Amazed at the appearance qf the CbbwJ 

God's mercy! What ragged and forlorn images are 


Hatton [With a smile of understanding] Methinka. 
Mr. Drake, you might have dressed the ship and the 
men against her Majesty's coming. 

Drake. The ship and the men are dressed as best 
befits her Jfajesty's notice. 

The Queen. Expound, good Pirate! 

Drake. So the ship stood, with no ornament but 
the leopards of England on her sail, and your standard 
floatmg from the maintop; and so the men stood, m 
rags, battered, broken, and weary, when there were 
twenty thousand miles of untravelled sea 'twixt us and 
the green harbour we saw in our dreams. 

Queen [Deeply moved\ God's pity! — My poor 
mariners ! — My heart aches for you ! 

Tom [EnthunasticaUy] We be ready to start agam. 
so soon's you gi'e the word! 

Brewer. Gi'e the word and try us! 

Bright. Be sure! [All the Men cheer] 

Queen [Moving along the line of Smu)Bs] Truly, this 
battered ship — these battered heroes — Ah! seemlier 
m their rags than in purple and fine Uuen — ! [She is 
seated] Pirate, come hither. Captain Wynter told us 
of the beginnings, but tell us somewhat of the voyage 
dnce he turned tail. How came you all in such a plight? 


[AU group to listen. The Crowd on shore presses 
forward. Some sit on the edge of the quay. Dead 
silenee. Drake's speech is accompanied by 
slight movements of the hearers; saayings; mur- 
murs; cries] 

Drake [Standing ahne] How came we in such a 
plight? — Ah, Madam, they that fare through Magel- 
lan's Straits pay a heavy toll. — When we liad sailed 
southward many days and had won the narrows, we 
wore into them through intolerable tempests and moun- 
tainous seas. We crept and crawled and beat about 
through a very maze of ice-capped crags. They stood 
in front of us, sheer and black, so that no man could 
guess at an issue. They closed in upon us, fierce and 
merciless, like monstrous jaws. We could not measure 
their height; and beneath us no soundings touched 
bottom. We seemed on the floor of the world, yet 
hanging over an abyss. Yea, and the moon was dark- 
ened horribly, and in that blackness the whirlpool 
swallowed the unhappy Marigold, and we heard the 
piteous cries of drowning men and could bring no help. 
And when, at long last, by God's mercy we had wound 
our way out of the jaw of the Straits, many days and 
many nights the wind made a plaything of us and drave 
us down and down to the nethermost ends of the earth 
— down to the wild white waters where great cliffs of 
ice floated and gleamed Hke phantoms of dead moun- 
tains. We that had burned in the tropics now froze! 
yea, the very blood froze in our veins. And now we 
were alone, for the Elizabeth had been forced back — 
we were alone in the unknown world. But these poor 
mariners toiled by day and by night; forgetting hunger 
and thirst and sleep. They set their teeth in th« face 



of the fiends. And at last, at last! the Eng^ Leop> 
aids leapt into the Golden Sea, and the flag of England 
laughed to the new stars! — That, Madam, is how we 
came in such a plight. [Deep emolion. No clieering] 

Queen [Ilaa ruen on the words "English Leopards"] 
Truly, they that go down to the sea in ships; and do 
business in great waters; these see the works of the 
Lord, and His wonders in the deep! 

[EmMonal "pause] 

Hatton [Joyously] But your reward. Master Drake! 
Tell of the Golden Coast! 

Draxe [Laughing] Nay, let the treasure now lying 
in the Tower tell of that! Let the wealth each of these 
scarecrows brought, tell of that! Ay! And let Spain 
tell of it! 

[iVoto ihe pent-up feelings of the Crowd find reli^ 
in a tremendous cheer] 

Drake [Quietly to Tom] Now, Tom! 

[At a motion from Tom the Chew mnish swiftly 
into their quarters. Diego remains] 

Qdeen. What now, Pirate? 

Drake. A trifling refection I dare offer your Grace. 
Queen. Wizard! How wilt thou summon a ban- 
quet from emptiness? 

[At a sign from Drake Diego beats a short roU] 

Queen. Ah! that drum of tHne! Did it thunder 
in the Southern Sea? 

Drake [With a swagger] There is no sea it hath not 
thundered in! And it shall thunder again in EngUnd'a 

li I 


Itt thefirtt beat the Crew hrhig planks and haneh 
with which they make a table. Over thU they lay 
ajair cloth and on it a banquet in silver and golden 
duhes It I, aU done in the twinkling qf an eye. 
y*e Musicians 0/ the previous scene accompany 
the bustle with a merry tune] 

TojJ [Very ceremoniously] Her Majesty is served! 
[The Chew vanish] 
[Drake o/m the Queen his hand. She rises. 
Don Bernardino, Doughty and Zcbuub step 
into prominence] 

Quiass IDispUased] Don Bernardino! I marvel to 
see you here! 

Mendoza [Haughtily] I am here as my duty to my 
Kmg bids me. It is intolerable that English shi™ 
trespass m our waters! '^ 

QuEBf. It were intolerable should English ships be 
shut out of any waters. 

Mendoza. My King is grievously offended. It is 
at your risk and peril that you show favour to this - 

Queen. Grammercy! I had thought to honour 

^. TJ^ *^".'/°" ^'."'' "^^^ '«'''! -""»t neeSs 
give heed to the ommpotent Philip! [To Dbake) 
summon thy men! ' *"""k^y 

[DiEoo beats a signal. The Chew renter; but 
nmo they have hastily changed their coats, put on 
nbbons and flowers, and are very splendid] 
Queen. Drake, thou hast heard the Spanish Ambas- 
sador. Thou art a man forbid and undone, and thy 
sovereign must cast thee out and deny thee at the word 





of a foreign Prince. Drake, Drake, give me back the 
sword thou hadst of me in thy garden at Plymouth. , 

[Joy (jf Mendoza, etc. Con»iemation of the othert, 

Drake i» nonplussed. Elizabeth Sydenham 


Draxe. Madam — have I deserved this indignity? 

Queen. Give me thy sword, I say! 'Tis fit for a 

Queen to handle now, for well hast thou gilded it. 

[Drake hands it to her prou^y] 
Kneel, Francis Drake! 

[Now the spectators break into delirious joy. 
DOZA steps forward, livid with rage] 

Mendoza. Madam, if you persist, matters will 
come to the cannon. 

Queen [Quietly] If you use threats, I wiU flmg you 
mto a dungeon. 

Mendoza. I thank God I have a kmg who wiU 
fetch me out. 

Queen. Good people, thus I do to honour the man 
who opened the seas of the world to EngUsh ships, and 
taught Englishmen to be sailors! [She hands the sword 
to Marchaumont, who steps forward and gives Drake 

the accolade] . , ,„. . r- 

Queen Rise, Sir Francis Drake! [She gives Mm 

back the sword] . 

Drake. Men! Oh, comrades m penl! Oh, broth- 
ers in failure and success! See how the Queen has 
honoured you — jrod save the Queen! 

AU2 [With K.4ngcf caps, etc.] God save the Queen! 

EuzABBTH Sydenham [Curtseying] Madam, I hum- 


SthSSty""' ""'' ' "'" "^ '" '^" "'' ""^ ^°'"^ 
Queen. In heaven's name, what is 't to thee, child? 
Elizabeth [Dram t* now at her side] If you please 

QcEEf [£a«ffAi«^] VVhy. scapegrace, there needs a 

panon for that, and a rmg, and the Lord knows what! 
tuzABETH. If you please, Madam, we had all that 

years ago! 

DouoHTr [ro Mendoza and 2ubiaub, with despair] 

^;:<:w]'""' ''"" ''''^- ^°-*-' '^^^ ^^ -' 

Queen [Amasied, to DbakeJ Is this true? 

Drake. Chaplain Fletcher wedded us, and Tom 
Moone and his wife were witnesses, and [wMmsicaUy, 
potntin^^^thetabU] Madam, you are humbly bidden to 
the weddmg-breakfast. 

QuEEJT [Bwrrfm, out laughing] Oh. thou master- 
thief! — But what saith Chaplain Fletcher.' 
Unf"l^' *^'^'P'"'" ^''*<^''«'" saith Grace! [fo Tom] 

[At once, as the Queen takes her seat amid music 
and eheenng, streamers and pennons are unfurled, 
to that the ship ts a blaze of cohur] 



ACT m 




PiymouM Eoe. July Wth, 1588. 

WoLUli Hawdnp Moyor cf Flynumlk 






John Hawkins 
Mabiin Fbobisbeb 
Sir Waltbb Haleioh 
Thomas Fenneb 
Tbtphena Moone 
Sir George Stdenbau 
Dame Stdenhau 
Sm Fkancis Drake 
Dame Elizabeth Dbake 
Nicholas Flemino 

CmiENs OF Pltmouth; Captains; MARnnas 

ACT m 


Scene I — Plymouth Iloe. A level turfed tpaec on the 
top (if a cliff . Beyond the edge al the back, are teen , acroaa 
the icaUr, on the left qf the tpectator Staddon Heighln; 
on the right Mount Edgnimbe; and, nearer in, St. Sich- 
olae' Inland. In the centre, between Staddon Heights 
and Mount Edgmimbe is the channel, opening from the 
harbour to the sea. The waters are covered with ships. 

[Stray groups cf Citizens of Plymouth, among whom 
are Tom Moone aid his wife, and Bbeweb and 
Bbigbt, are excitedly talking together. Wiluam Haw- 
KINS, Mayor of PlymouUi, and two of his friends are 
playing at bohis.] 

iiU.rc-9 [Throwing doum his bowls] 'Tis no iis>-, 
neighbour Yolc, I 'vc no stomach for bowls. [Indicating 
his bowls] This wood 's so heavy as the devil's con- 
Bcience when I think of what 's in store. 

YoLE. We have Drake to lean on, Master Mayor. 

Potteb [A wizened little shoemaker, to another groufH 
I said how 't would be. If Drake was n't put away, the 
Spaniards would come, I said. And now they 're 

Bewes [A fat butcher] How do you know? They 
han't been heard of for weeks. 

Yole. That '3 the worst on 't. Keeps me awake 
o' nights. 


PoTTEB. I My 'twouM tuk' been better far ui i( 
John Doughty'i knife h*d atruck straight. 

DoiDOB [A blaekimith] Think shame! Thouihouldit 
be in prison along wi' that black-hearted villain! 

McNHBMNicK IOtocct] To ipeak so of EngUnd'i 

Bbcxxrum [A baker] Devon's L ict 

Matok. Plymouth's Drake! 

PoTTCB. You'll alter your tune when the Span- 
iarls come! 

CorKTKNAT [A jonal vintner] Will Drake let 'em? 
He'll play at bowls wi"em, I warrant! IPmnttqff] Do 
but looh at his fleet! Do seem 's though he 'd split his 
wood up, and every splinter had a-tumed into a ship! 

Potter. Toa^l One Spanish galleon would swallow 
the lot! D'ye know what the Spaniards call their 
fleet? The Fortunate and Invincible Armada, they 
call it! — Invincible! — And they ought to know! 

Tom [Coming up] Who 'a talkin'? 

Bbeweb. Aw — I That little foreigner ti i 

Tom. Then us don't need to take no 1 red. 

Bbiottt. Be sure! 

PoTTEB. Foreigner! — Me! — Two years set up in 
Plymouth! — There! That's : e spcrrit that 's brouRht 
Kngland to this pass. The p ud stomach, and the 
eyes swelling wivu fatness! 

[Enter LjBo Howabd or Eitinoram, John 
Hawkins, Mabtin FnoEisnEB, Sm Wai/teb 
Raleiob, and Thomas Fenneb, vriVA other 
Captains, deep in conavUatijn] 

Menhennick. Looksee! Here be Captains o' the 



Monin MooNt. Which be the Lord High Admin], 

Tow. Lord Howard of Effingham, yonder, goet by 
the name; but 't ii Drake us luolu to. 

BaioRT. Be sure! 

HowAAD [To hii group] , lie reports you bring l 

FnoBisnca. It has been a cruel winter. Lord 
Howard, and so far the summer has been worse. We 
could do no work at all. 

Hawkins. Our fruitless hunt for the enemy • 
month ago has exasperated the men. 

Fennbb. We must thank Cod the Spaniard did 
not come a year since as be was minded. 

Raleioh. Faith, airs, wc must thank Drake too. 
For had he not, as he calls it, singed the King of Spain's 
beard at Cadiz — 

PoTTEB [To his group] All his life, Drake 's stirred 
up their righteous anger. And since his Knighthood! 
thrashed them at Vigo, Bilbao, Bayoua, San Domingo, 
Cartagena! — And then Cadiz! Thmk o' Cadiz! 
Bummg and sinking their whole Fleet! Shai . ful! 

CouBTENAY. Wasn't it making ready to fall on 

PoTTE*. Ha'n't they a right to assemble their own 
ships in their own harbour, then? 

HiXHEinncK. They 'd stolen our corn-ships! 

Potter. And didn't Drake steal the great San 
Felip'T — the King's treasure-ship? 

Bewes ITjaughing] Ay, that crippled 'em! Singed 
the King's beard, by Cor! 

PoTTEB. I oniy know one useful and Christian 
year m all Drake's lite. The year he was Mayor of 



HowABD [To his group] Medina Sidonia has forty 
thousand tons against our thirty. Three thousand 
guns against our eight hundred. Thirty thousand men 
against our fifteen ! — 

Raleigh. And hundreds of those disabled by sick- 
ness and ill-feeding. 

Feobisheb. And disheartened. Summoned and 
disbanded — summoned and disbanded. 

HowABD. Well! England is greatest when she 
stands alone, with all the odds agamst her! 

PoTTEn {To his group] What does Lord Burghlcy 
say. I s'pose you'll grant he 's somebody? He says the 
ships are ready, the men are ready, and the Spaniards 
have no thought of fighting. 

Raleigh [Ir»the dher gioup] I say, fight them in the 
open seas. This waiting is the very devil. 

Howard, If we knew where they were! But where, 
in heaven's name, are they? i 

Potter [In his group] Disperse the ships; disband 
the men; receive the Spaniards peaceably; and 'twill 
be good for trade. 

CouRTENAT. What! Will you have the Spanish 
Standard flying here on Plymouth Hoe? 

Potter. Gah! One flag or another! They're 
only coloured rags! 

Mayor. My gorge rises at him! [Crosses to Haw- 
kins] Good day to you, Mr. Hawkins. Can you give 
us good counsel? 

Hawkins. Serve God daily; love one another; 
preserve your victuals; beware of fire; and keep good 

\EnUr Sir Francis Drake an(f Dame Elizabeth 
DsAKE, wiih Sib George and Daub Sydsniuu] 



Snt Geoboe. You've done a great work, son-iii- 
law. I say a great work! And Plymouth is proud of 
you! You put a new compass on the Hoe! You 
brought water into the town! 

CouBTENAT. Ay! He just walked and whistled, 
and the water came running after him. 

Dame Sydenham. Don't forget the beautiful scarlet 
gowns he gave the Corporation! 

Sir George. I was coming to them. These are 
the things that will hand your name down to posterity. 

Tom [Coming to Dbake] Sir Francis — 

Drake. Ah! — friend Tom! — [Takes him apart] 

Tom. m. Some o' they white-livered land-rats be 
talkin' up treason. Ay, and even the captains are 

Dbake. And no wonder. Wc 're in a parlous state, 
Tom. For now we 're locked in, and the wind 's contrary, 
and if the Armada surprise us, we shall be as helpless 
as a bear tied to a stake and baited by dogs. 

Tom. Lord Howard 's at his wits' ends! 

Dbake. So am I, Tom. But we must n't show it. 

[Tom mores atcay] 

Elizabbtk. What will you do, Francis? 

Drake. I '11 be hanged if I know, sweetheart. But 
to-night I must go on board the Revenge and muster 
my men. Another parting, Bess! 

Elizabeth. I tremble for thee so on shore, I am 
almost glad to know thee on sea! 

Drake. Still afraid of John Doughty? The poor 
wretch sits fast in prison for his attempt. 

Elizabeth. They say he has been released. 

Dbake. But he will have learnt manners. Besa, 


put on a merrier face, lest these good folk think I tell 
thee ill tidings. 

Howard. In good time, Sir Francis! And your 
fair lady! Mars and Venus, then! 

EuzABETH [Laughing] No, no, my lord! We're 
lawfully wed! 

Hawkins. What do you counsel, Coz? 

Drake. Whistle for a wind, Coz! 

Howard. I protest before God, I would I had not 
a foot of land ^u England, so that the wind would 

Frobisber. The cits harass us with questions. The 
spirit has gone out of them. 

Drake. Ay! — I see — My old friend Potter 's at 
his tricks! [fo 'Potter] Well, friend.' Burning with 
love of country as ever? [All laugh] 

Potter. I speak as I think, Sir Francis. 

Da\KE. As you think you think. You must know, 
sirs, our friend is a true British bull-dog, and must ercr 
growl over his own bone. To hear him you 'd say Eng- 
land's sailors were old hens, her soldiers fledglings, and 
her cause ever the wrong cause. You 'd say dry-rot 
had weakened her sinews and warped her conscience; 
you'd say if Potter had her keys in his keeping he'd 
hand them to the enemy on a golden platter and thank 
him kindly for wiping his boots on his cloak. But 
let the enemy show his nose — and he, — yes, you. 
Potter! — will be the first to unhook his gun and offer 
his life. I know Potter, and I know all my Plymouth 
men. I know that if we were beaten off the seas and 
the enemy landed, the Tailor would take his shears, 
the Cobbler his awl, the Baker his shovel, the Smith 
his hammer, the Butcher his hatchet, and give a good 
account of the foe. Every house would spit fire« and 


Ill h 


when the men had finished the women would begin. 
[Cheeri] Marry, my masters, with such a spirit moving 
us all, what have we to fear? [Cheers] Moreover, the 
Spaniard 's not in sight. For all we know. Leviathan 
hath made a meal of him ! [Lavghter] Let 's put black 
thoughts out of our mind. The sun's shining, and the 
turf's level. My lord Howard — Sir Walter — I'll 
match you at bowls! Come, sirs! Spain shall be the 
Jack, and we '11 sec who 'U give it the closest rub! 

[Cheers atid laughter. A space is cleared] 

Tom [Bringing bowls to How.uid] Choose your woods, 
my lord! 

Mayob [To Drake, offering his bowls] Take mine. 
Sir Francis. 

Dbaki:. Ay, Mr. Mayor. They '11 have the true 

HowAHD. Dame Drake, will you cast the Jack? 

EuzABETH [Throwing the small ball] So, then! — 
Towards Spain — for luck! 

[The men play. AU watch mth keen '"ferest] 

Howard [Shouting after his bowl] Bub! Rub! 
Menhennick [As BALEit:ir is about to play] Now, 
Sir Walter! Now! Fetch a compass! 

[Raleigh casts wide. The Cbowd groan] 

Raleiqh [Laughing] Odds my life! A straight 
cast needs a swivel eye! 

Cbies [As Drake is about to play] Drake! — Watch 
Drake! — Knock him. Sir Francis! — Cut him out! 

[Just as Drake is about to cast, a wild, breathless, 
dishevelled Marixer rushes in. It is Fleming] 


FiJEJilNO [Shouting] Sir Francis Drake! Sir Francis 

Dbakb. Now thirty tliousand plagues take thee, 
whoever thou be! — What! Nicholas Fleming! 

Cbies. Fleming the pirate ! — Fleming the dcserterl 
— Fleming the outhiw! — Death! 

Drake [ProUctinn Fleming] Not so fast! He 
hath some purpose! 

FuaiiNQ [Panting for breath] The — the — Span- 
iards are upon us! „ . , , ™. 

All [/n wild confusion] The Spaniards! — The 
Armada! — They're in the Sound! They're at our 

Dbake. Peace! Peace! — Hi, there! See you 
touch not the Jack or the woods! — Now, rascal? 

Fleming. I was hove-to off the Scillys — 

Drake. Waiting to pounce on a mouse — pirate! 

Fleming [With a grin] As you waited for the San 
Felipe, Sir Francis — 

Drake [Laughing] Forward with thy tale! 

Fleming. And the look-out cried: "Sail to star- 
board!" and "Sail to larboard!" and "Sail ahead!" — 
and up they came, a great half -moon — the horns 
showed first, and then the middle — a hundred and 
forty sail — Seven miles across! 

[Great exeitevient] 

Howard. Up! — Up! — Make ready! 

Drake. Wait — [To Fleming] Were they sailing 
fast or slow? 

Fleming. Slow. 

Drake. Did they spy thee? 

Fleming. No. I was off like an arrow, ere they 
got fairly over the edge of the sea. 



Fenner. How do we know the fellow speaks truth? 

EuzABBTH. Osirs! He 's outlawed. He hath risked 
his life to bring the tidings! 

Obake. Well said, Bess! [To Sm George] Sir 
George, you're a Justice of the Peace — 

Sib Geoboe. Nicholas Fleming — I will cause the 
outlawry to be lifted from thee — but thou and thy 
men shall serve the Queen. 

Fleminq. That 's what I 'm here for! 

HowABD [Impatiently] But now, Sir Francis? 

Dbake. Mr. Mayor, send runners. Let the bea- 
cons blaze to-night. Start a girdle of fire about all 
England. [The Matoh sends Boys off. To Howabo] 
My lord, at sundown the wind will turn. Then I 'U 
pilot you out of the harbour, 

Howard. But — in the meanwhile — ? 

Drake [Coolly] In the meanwhile, my lord, let us 
nnish our game. 

[Conaiernation. "Is he crazy ? "] 

Drake. Come, my wood! I 'U have my cast over 
again. There 's time to finish the game and beat the 
Spaniards too! 

[At he it about to catt, the curtains clotefor a moment. 
When they open, it is night. Beacons are lighted 
ondlthe heights. The stage is empty] 

A Voice [The speaker is unseen] Who goes there? 

Another [As above] A friend. 

1st Voice. The word? 

2nd Voice. England is watching. 

IsT Voice. Pass, friend! 




dn board the Revenge at Sea 

Sib Francis Dbasb 
Bright i 


Don Pedbo di Valdm, Admiral «} the Andaltman 

Ekoubb aho Spanish Mabinibs and Soldibeb 


_ SoDOB n — A» toon <u the curtains dose on the pre- 
vioiu tcene, distant sounds qf battle are heard: discordant 
trumpO-caUs; drum rolls; cannon; cries qf men; crash 
qf timber. These continue throughout thejollowing scene, 
more and more removed. When the curtains open, the 
deck qf the Revenge is seen, broadside on, and behind 
and alongside the towering height qf a great Spanish 
galleon. The two ships are grappling in a death-struggle, 
and the Spaniard is in a terrible plight; her mainmast is 
shattered and gone by the board; her tackle is in wild 
confusion; her sails are rags; her side is shot in, and 
she is all aslant and sinking. The Revenge has suffered 
also, and there are dead and wounded on her deck. Both 
the ships are seen through a haze and the background is 
all swarthy and lurid smoke, lighted up fitfully with sud- 
den flashes of flame. 

[Around the broken mast of the Spaniard her sur- 
mors are huddled for a last stand. Among them is 
Don Pedro de Valdez, in full armour. Dbake, 
also in full armour, is standing on the left of the deck of 
the Revenge. By his side are Bbewcb — his trum- 
peter — and DiEoo with his drum] 

Drake. Grapple! — Thrust up the bridge! — For 
God and the Queen! 

[The crew of the Revenge cheer frantically. A 
sort qf broad stairway mih hooked ends is hurled 


aaatttH the Spaniard, trhcre there u a great 
breach in her Mc. and the r«^nW<jvi to iniarja 
up it. Don Feduo throws vp hia hands in ««- 
tvair. and admncet, expressing his desire to 
varUa. At once Drake motions to Bbewm and 
OiJo. Trumpct-caU and roll. The men, who 
were half up the Heps, scrambk down, Uanng 
Tom Moone alone on thent] 

Dbake. Mr. Moonc, bid tliem surrender. 
Tom iro Don PtDRo] Do you rarrendcr? 
f^N Pedbo. I am Don Pedro dc Vatdez, Admiral 
of the AndalusUn Squadron. I stand upon my honour. 
I demau.l -onditions. 
Tom [To Drake] Says he wante conditions. 
Dram:. I have no leisure to parley. U he yield - 
well. If not, sink him. , 

Tom [To Don Pebro] Yield or sink, .^ayf Drake. 
Don Pedro [Startled\ Is your Cartam El Draqu6? 
Tom. Ay, is he! 
Don Pedro. I yield! 
Tom [To Drake] He yields! 
Drake. Then receive him with all honour. 

Wie crew of the Revenge line vp and form a 
guard of honour. Trumpet flourish and 
Vm Don Pedro and his Men comedown the 
imprarised bridge. TheM^.aUbuttwoO^o^ 
who remain with Don Pedbo, are led ^. DR-vke 
Heps forward to meet Don Pedro. Don Pedro 
ceremoniously hands Drake his sword, which 
he as ceremoniously receives] 
Don Pedro. Don Francesco, my men and I 
were resolved to die — 


T\ [■ 


Dbake [Very courteouali/] A Siutiiiard has no need 
to tell me that. 

Don Pedro. Hod wc not fallen into tlic hands of 
the most famous of Eiigliali Captain!), whose valour 
and generosity are proverbial, even among \iU greatest 

Dbake. Don Pedro de Valdez, we all bear witness 
to your prowess. It is but the fortune of war lliat you 
are on my siiip, not I on yours. The Revenge is 
proud to hold the flower of Spanish eliivulry as her 

[With much ceremony Dr.\ke escorta Don Pedbo 

Tom. Now, boys, let 's sec what 's uiside her! 

[At the Men fwarm into the Spaniak thip with a 




Tk$ TVeH Front of OH St. Paufi 


A Habibdasbib 





Tbb Qciin 

Daub EuzAsirrn Dbabb 

Sib Fbascis Dbakb 
AU tk. other character, m the fiay {excefl Tbomas DoroHn) 
and . . - , »« 

Faib-Folc: Tbb Gmu» or I^ndon: Tbe I/.bd Matoe, 
Sbbbiffb; A11.BBHBN o, U>NDO»-. Macb-Bkabbb, Swobih 
bbabbb; Dean; Chafieh aot CBom o, St. Pavl s; Bimop 
o, Saubbttbt: Appbenticeb; Gnu*: Fu)WER-GtBU.; Mab- 


,i II' 


ScBNE m — Tlu Wett Front qf Old St. Paul'i, lem 
from between Vu latt two houtee qf Ludgate Hill where 
it operu into St. Paul't Churchyard. At the back a 
flight of broad ttepe lead up to the doni- of the Cathedral. 
On each tide qf the Calhalral the houtet lurrounding it 
are uen; but nearer the front they are <,:<« qf eight owing 
to the projecting anglee qf Ludgate Hiil. The houtet are 
all hung with blue cloth and gorgeoutly decorated, Acroii 
LuJgaie Hill, wreathe of roaei, alternately red and white, 
are to clotely hung that the front of the tcenc remaini 
throughout in haJf light. The entrances are from eaih 
Mo beyond the Cathedral, from behind each angle qf 
Ludgate Hill, and a eery narrow and dark lane — Creed 
Lane — deboucltet on the left, close in front. f\'hen the 
curtains open.the stage is not crowded, but is full qf bustle 
and activity. Groups of country-people who have been 
waiting all \/tight are camped on the steps of St. Paul's 
eating the provisions they have brought with them. Boyt 
are strewing green rushes on the ground. Workmen are 
putting finishing touches to the decorations. The sound 
cf distant bells and distant music it in the air. On tlte 
right qf Ludgate Hill a Tailor is putting up his shutters, 
helped by his At^KssmcE. On the left a Habeboasiieb 
and his Apprentice are similarly engaged. At the 
corner qf Creed Lane John Doughty, heavily cloaked, is 
lurking, with Zubiaur at his tide. 

Taiwr [fihnuting across the street] Great day for 
Euglaud, iieiglibour! 




Habeboabbeb. lUd for lr«dc, thought To h»ve 
to ihut up ihop at ten i' the morning! 
Tailob. I'd do more thw that to plcMurc tbe 

QU**"'' . . .. I M 

Habebdasheb [Laughwg] Ay. 'tuweU known you U 
marry her if she'd huveyuu I 

TAiiiOR'H Apprbnticb IPointing up «.] Here come 
tlic slioemakcr 'prentices! ^ 

Habekdasiieb'b Appbentjce. Down with em— I 
[SliouU] Mercers here! . / n 

Shoemaker Apprentices [Coming down from tM 
far comer] Shoemakers here! 

(AppRENTicEa ruth in and join lidei. Tremndoui 
fight, which drive* the peacejul picnicpartiet qff 
Si. PauVi itcps. Now a crowd qf GiBLB come 
running doumfrom the Sir corner L.\ 

The Girls [Shouting] The foir-folk from South- 
wark! — Fair-folk! Fair-folk! _ 

All the Apprentices [Ceaie figntin^, ctiM enuuty 
Pax! Pax! Pax! 

[They join the Girls, and teith tliem tvrge up to 
the left, where a body qf mounteharka and gipatca 
enter in a gay procession, preceded by a drum and 


Tailor [Who has crossed to the Haberdasher] 
Thank the I^ord wc got our shutters up! 

[JVoic everybody is ^catching the fair-foUc who art 
performing in tite churchyard] 

ZmtAim. Is the knife sharp? 
John Docqhtt [Showing an ugly curved knifel 



ZuBlAmi. Yon know 't is rertain death? 

OouQBTr. And certain Parodiae, 

ZuBiAUR. You failed once More. 

Docoimr. I itruck in blind rage: only for revenge; 
and I thought of my own nafery. Prison has purified 
mc. My sainted brother apniks to mc — counwls 
me. lie bids me strike for the glory of God. and he 
offers mc the martyr's cronn. [Exalkd] I xliull Ihs 
with him to-day! (.!» though he law hit brMrr\ Ay, 
Tliomos, to-day! — And I shall sec my enemy iu ever- 
lasting flames. 

ZuBiAin. Shall I stay with yon? 

DoLGUTY. No. Go to Spiiin. Tell King Philip 
that what all his Invincible Armada could not do, 
the hand of one man hath done. 

ZuBUUH. But — to leave you — alone — ! 

DouoiiTY {Point Ing to an utueen figure] My brother 
if here, whispering comfort. Begone! 

[ZuBUun lUpa down the lane. Douchty tiai/it 
hidden behind a projection, but alwaya in aijIU 
qf the audim-c. ynw a L'\fi.any nf Pikemen 
march in and clear the centre i^ the etage, driving 
the people to the Met nf the churchyard and to 
the corners ijf Ludgate Hill. Behind them, coming 
out from the right corner rf Lvdgate Hill, enter 
Mother Moone icith Doidge, Menhennick, 
and Potter. The Crowd point at them good- 
naturedly; they are quite unconcerned] 

Cries. Hnlloa, Mother! Got three strings to 
your bow, eh? We 're hxiking at you ! 

A Voice [Very gravely] Dear, dear! If your poor 
husband saw you now! 


[The Apprentices break through the Pikemen, and 
joining hands, dance round the group, singing: — 
Where are you going to, my pretty maid? 

Mother Moone [Shaking her stick at tliem] Let I 
eut, wool 'ce, Fassel o' rapscallions! 

A FncEMAN. What's this, now? [Driving the Ap- 
pbentices away] Off with you ! [To Motheb Moone, 
trying to thrust her into the croud, L.] And you get in, 
get in! 

Mother Moone [Standing well to the Jore] Thankee 
kindly, but we '11 see very well here. . •■ 

PiKEMAN [Pushing her back with tlie pole of his pike] 
Back you go, old woman! 

Voice in Cbowd [£.] Come to my arms, pretty! 

Mother M6one [Getting angry] Burn my wig 
and feathers! — that ever I should say so! — D'you 
know who you be talking to, you little skippitin' 
article? I be Tryphcna Moone, lawful wife o' Captain 
Thomas Moone, Sir Francis Drake's chief officer. 

Menhennick [Firuiing his courage] 'Tis so true 
as nothin' at all ! 

DoiDOE. We 'm Plymouth folk, come to see Drake 
in his glory. 

Potter. And our Mayor, in his. 

H.4.BERDASHEB [Making room for them] Stand here, 
friends. I 've an aunt in Plymouth. 

Fireman. And try to behave like a decent old 

Mother Moone [Smoothing her ruffled feathers] 
Well, to be sure! [To HABBRnASHEH] Thank 'ec 
kindly, though. 

[A BAU.AD-MoNaEH comes along the edge of the Crowd, 
droning dolorously] 


(if 'i: ' : 


i I 





Si) Fruitis Drai e was born, I we«n, 

/.-* i'avistock n Devon, 
Ana jvnen ii. qdu this mortal scene 

He II surely go to Heaven. 

[Spoken] Thirty-nine verses, setting forth the birth 
We and heroic deeds of Francis Drake, Knight w tU 

Buy^ Bu^"*""'"* '^""^ '™'" '''•=• «"'' 8^-' B-'v ! 

n^^rf'^'^- H^™. young feller! Gi'e us one. 
Iook° ^^"'"""^ '" "" f'"' <=orner. It.] Oh, look! 

IFromberjond St. Paul's. R.. comes a procesnon 
of the Guilds of London, with their banners. 
They march to C divide and line up on each 
side, in front of the crowd] 

Comprr"'" '""" ''^ '""^ Honourable City 

all'^o":"""- ''^-"' ""'' «"'W» to Plymouth, 

haSrthJSoLr"* '" '*■ ^"'"''J ^0 '-' 
Ballad-Mongeb [&<„rHms,l Buy! Buv! Buv' 
The eomplaint of the Spanish Don on leaving his coun^ 
try to fight England. [Sings:—] 

And must I leave my native shore? 

Alas, my heart will break! 
I do not want to go to war 
And meet the cruel Drake. 
DoiDQE [Pointing to far R.] mo 'm thick? 
lAlLOB [Not understanding] Eh? — Oh! who '» 


that? — That's Sir Richard Martin, Lord Mayor o' 
London, with the Sheriffs and Aldermen. 

[Enter from R. the Lord Mayor, leilh the M\.ck- 


MEN. With them the Mayor of Plymouth, with 
YoLE, Bewes, Courtenat and Beckerleg, 
aU in scarlet gowns] 

Menhbnnick [To Potter] Be you thankful us 
brought 'ee along? 

Potter. Pooh! I 'm a Londoner! I've seen Pag- 
eants afore now. You should ha' been here when King 
Philip o' Spain came to marry Queen Mary. That was 

DoiDGB Aw — ! Stop thy cackle. There 's our 
Mayor! There 's William Hawkins! 

Mbniibnnick. So 'tis! And Yole, Bewes, Becker- 
leg, and Courteuay! 

Mother Moone [Shouting] Keep it up, William! 
You 're looking first rate, William! 

Menhenxick [Yelling] Beckerlcg! 

Pekeman. Less shouting, there! 

Doidge. The Lord Mayor o' Lunnon 's shaking 
hands wi' un. 

Potter. A great honour. 

Mother Moone. Aw — William was never stuck 
up; he 'd shake hands wi' anybody! 

IlABERnASRER. Look — look ! — They 're opening 
Paul's Church. The Singing Men! That 's the Chapter. 
That 's the Dean ! Who 's that? 

Tailor. The Bishop o' Salisbury. 

[The great doors of St. Pavl's open and the Choir 
come out. They divide on the top step to let tlie 


Chapter pass Ihmigh. Tlie Canons divide, 
pass along the step below, and get back to the top 
step at each end of the Choib. The Dean and 
tkeBianop remain in the centre of the Choir. 
A Beadle brings a velvet rushion and places it 
on the step beloio the Bishop] 




What 's he puttin' on step.' 

A cushion for the Queen to say her prayera 

Menhenotck. Id n' her goin' into Church, then.' 
jj Tailor. No. She 's to thank God in the open, before 

m all her people. [To Mother Moonb] Thuik of it' 

lou '11 see the Queen!) 

Mother MooNE. Aw—! Don't talk to me! - 
1 be all on tenterhooks to see my Tom! 

Habebdasheb. Soon now. Here be the flower- 
girls, to gr»o' the Queen. 

f'S^ ■ " "'*''* "''"' wcaM* on their heads, and 

oeai 'j rush baskets of flowers come down, R. 
Distant trumpets] 

Tmlor [In great exeifment] Hark! The Queen! 

[Movement in the Crowd — a surging fonoard and 
turning towards L. back, repressed by the Pike- 
men. Confused cries, murmurs, shouts, hut the 
following vnrds stand out: — " The QueenS com- 
ing!"— "The Queen!" ~" iVIiere?"—"! aeeher 
coach / " - [A Child] " Mollier, I can't see noth- 
tngi, —[The Child is lifted shoulder high] "Here 
she comes! "—"She'sgot hererown on!"—".Boir. 
ing and smiling! " — " Look at the flower-girls! "~ 
" PreUy maids! " — " Tliere's nation! " — " Ua- 
leigh! Raleigh! " — " There's old Burghley!" — 

II ! 


" Wonder hm hefecb! " [NoK tlie ahovts increase] 
" Thi QueenI— Elizabeth!— Long lite ilie Queen!" 
— [An unammou»uproaT]"Godadvethe QueenI" — ^1 
[Meanwhile, coming from the far corner, L., the 
Queen's Procession has entered, as follows: 
First a Marshal, bearing' a while wand: then 
eight trumperers, with long silver trumpets; 
Penbioneiv^ and Footmen; Gentlemen-at- 
ABMs; the Queen's coach, drawn by two milk- 
white steeds, led by grooms; beside the Coach, 
WiLUAM Deveheux, Earl OF EssEx, leads the 
Queen's hcnrse of stale; then Ladies of the Court, 
including Euzabeth Sydenham; then the 
Lords of the Council, including Burohley, 
Raleigh, and Hatton; then Judges. Gen- 
tlemen-at-arms close the procession. The 
Trumpeters turn 0/ and standing on the lowest 
step of St. Paul's blow a trumpet-march while 
the procession makes the circuit of the stage. The 
Queen's coach, which is merely a platform on 
very low wheels inside the frame, has a canopy of 
cloth of gold supported by four gUt pillars. It is 
brought up at the right angle qf Ludgate Hill. 
There the horses are unhooked and led (fff, R. 
Four Pensioners lift the pillars out qf their 
sockets, and so carry of the canopy. Two Foot- 
men Ul down the side of the coach which forms 
steps, and now the coach is a throne. The Cour- 
tiers, etc. form two groups below and above the 
throne. Mean'.chile the Lord Mayor and 
Sheriffs have udi^anced with the Mace-bearer 
and Sword-bearer. The Lord Mayor takes 
the sword and offers it to the Queen. She touches 
it and ht hands it back to tht Sword-bearer. 


AU rite, bow, and retire to the rigid end of St. 
Paufa itepa. Meanwhile, aa toon aa the criea 
qf the Crowd haf, aubnided: — ] 
Mother Moonb [Sobbing for joy] Aw — ! There' a 
nursling! — There 's Boss! — There "a Dame Drake! — 
'T is too much! I shall cry iu a mmute! 
Tailor. I am crying! 

Haberdasher [Excited] Did you i&y Dame Drake? 
Which? \Vhich? 

Mother Moone. ^Vhy, the purtiest, o' course! — 
Don't speak to I! 

[Nom enter briaklyfrom the far L. Lord Howard of 
Effingham, John Hawkins. Martin Fro- 
BisHER, John Fenneh, and other Captaina. 
The Crowd burat out mth renewed enthuaiaam] 

Menhennick [Dancing with excitement] The Cap- 
tains! The Captains! 

[The Captains aalute the Queen, and, aa they pass 
before her, ahe givea Hawkins and Frobisher 
the accolade of knighthood] 

Tailor. Where 's Drake? 'T is Drake I want to see! 
Mother Moone [Amased] He 'm not wi' 'em. 
Doidoe. Why uot? Why in blazes not? 
Haberdasher. Look! 'TheQueenj'skDightmg'em! 
DoiDGE. Ai7 -- ! I don't care! Whccr 's Drake? , 
Potter. He has many enemies. 
Menhennick [Fiercely] What d' ye mean? 
Potter. Nothing. But an accident soon happens. 
DoiDGB [Puahing hia aleevea back] U harm's come 
to 'un all Devon'U be up! 

[Shouting in the far L, which gradually tpreada to 
the whole crowd] 






Taiwb. What arc they shoulUig for up yonder? 
IIabebdasher. Is it Drake? 
[Enter, kd by Tom Moone, ekten Sailobb. each 
carrying a tattered, amokc-bcgrmed banntr. 
The Crowd grow wildly enthu/riastic] 
MOTHEB MooNE [C'ra«»>3 /oncarr;] No! 'T is the 
sallor-men, wi' the colours we 've won. Here s Tom! 
Here '3 Tom ! Hire 's Tom ! 

S™-MLf Be still yourself! -[S;. ,W.] 
Tom! Tom Mooue! 

[He wave, his mard at her. Frantic cheers. The 
Sailoib div the colours before tlie Queen. They 
are ]Uat turning to go up, when: — ] 
MothebMoone. Aw—! I caa't bear it! 

[And before the Pikbmen can do anything she 
dashes at Tom, throws her arms round hts neck- 
and gines him a sounding l-iss Tlu> people burst 
vUo Homeric laughter, in whch the Queen ;<««». 
a,id vMck merges into a joyous cheer. Fkemen 
run out to sci-x Mother Moone, but retire at a 
motion from the Queen, andUoTU^ Moone 
aands proudly with Tom. The Saiiabs take the 
banners up St. Paul's steps and fix them m sockeU, 
in the wall. Then tliey form up at the bottom on the 


Now aU the Apprentices and Girls come running 
down from the far L., waiing their caps, etc., ana 
shouting 'Drakel' - 'Here 's Drakel 

The Crowd surges upwarde and is with difficulty 
heU back by the Pikemen. It looks as though there 
were gmng toM an ugly rush. Conimud shouts 



<)f "Drake!" — "ETigland's Drake!" FinaOy the 
Crowd are forced back into some mri of order, 
but there in oidi/ just room enough foi- Uhaku to 
puei, and lite Cbowd twaya and getticulalea in a 
sort qf frenzy cf excitement. 

Meanwhile Dououtv [han [been praying in bin hid- 
ing-place, conversing with his unseen brother, and 
working himself up into the wildest exaltation. 

Enter JiBAKli,^preceded byDizoomthhisdrum, and 
by Brewer, Bhiciit, and Fleming. He comes 
doum hat in hand, debonair, self-possessed, laugh- 
ing, waving his haiul. The Crowd are beside them- 
selves with joy. Roses are flung at him, showered 
on him from the mndows; caps are tossed in the 
air; Girls tear off their neckerchiefs to wave at 
him. Tlie Queen summons EuzabetiiI Syden- 
ham to lier'Side. At the moment when Drake has 
reached the left comer in front, DouoHiy cries 
fiercely: — J 

Doughty. Into Thy hands, God! 

[He dashes out wildly, and makes a horrible stab at 
Dr.\ke. The Queen leaps to' her feet. Eliza- 
beth Sydenham utters a scream. The Crowd 
give a cry of horror. There is a sudden dead 
silence. Then rumours and increasing cries: 
"Drake 's k-UUdI " — " Treason! "\—" The Queen '.» 
kiUed" — "What 's happened?" — "Dralie!" — 
"Murder!" — "Stone himi" —"Hang him!" — 
"Death!" "Death!" — The cries swell to a roar 
of bloodthirsty rage. Doughty 'a knife has got 
caught in Drake's short cloak, and b^ore he can 
strike again, Drake has hold of his wrist. Pcse- 
MBN and Mera have rushed forward] 

Ill Pi' 


T)tMai [Shouting] Back!-Wu«-% to BBEWE.i 
BwoHT, and Flbsuno] Down Creed Une! - the nv« 

— a boat' — [Then he ilepi briskly forward, whtrethe 
Ckc-wd can see him. shouting] I am unhurt— ! — No 
harm but a rent in my cloak! - [Shomiig it. and U.ugh- 
ing] Not tlie first! . ~. i ^^ j 

Cries. He 's sate! - Drake 's unhurt! - Thank God 

— [Clucrs] 

[Tlie excitement dies down. Meanwhile tlie Saoobs 
have 'quickly and roughly dragged and pushed 
Doughty doum Creed Lane. They return tm- 
mediately. Drake has crossed to the (Jueen. 
He kneels before her. She expresses her concern, 
and he assures her and his wife of his safety. 
He kisses the Queen's hand. The Marshau, 
signals to the Trumpeters. Two of them bUm 
a flourish. AU the noises of the Crowd grad- 
uaUy cease. There are cries of "Silencel — 
"Hearkenl" — etc.] 

Queen. Now, more than ever, have we cause to 
thank God! Come, my lords! 

[With BuRQHLEY and Hatton on either tide she 
goes\up the steps of St. Paul's. Flowm-oibm n/n 
forward aitd strew roses in front of her. I lie 
C AFTADf s are ranged onthekftofthesi'vs. Drake 
and Elizabeth Sydenham stand with the Cap- 
lADJS, but nearest the Queen. Tht CiaEES kneels, 
facing the Cathedral. The Bishop stands tn front 
Crowd. She 's going to give thanks! — HaU 08! — 




[A moment qf aMide lilence. The QcKN beckmu 

to EuzABBTH Sydenham. She giree her a teUx* 

bag, which Euzabeth lay on Oie golden alme- 

diah the Dean m holding ready] 

CiiowD. She •» giving her thank-oflcring. - That '» 

Uame Drake. 

[The Bis lot pt'nouncea the Bleaaing ocer the Quebn, 
unheard. She rise,. Flourish oj four trumpets. 
The Queen turns towards her people. Tears are 
ttreaming from her eyes] 
Crowd. She 's going to speak — sUence! 
[A great "Ssh!" goes v.p from the Crowd. They 
try to press closer] 
QCBBN [With great emotion] My loving People! 
[.4 sudden strenuous shout: " God save the Queen! "] 
Queen [Smiling through her tears, and holding up lier 
Und] Nay, you must listen, if you would hear what I 
have to say. 
Crowd. Quiet! Silence! — 

QCEEN. My heart is so fuU that I cannot make 
a long oration. [Murmurs] You may well have a 
creater prince; you shaU never have a more loving 
S' TaI- Lr herl Elizabeth!"] We thank Al- 
mighty God to-day that for all our manifold short- 
comings he hath not suffercl the enemy to prevail 
[Subdued cheers] nor the oppressor to set his yohe 
upon our necks. [Great cheers] And under God, 
wV must thank the brave men who safe-guarded our 
realm with their lives, and went forth unfeanng against 
overwhelming odds. [Great cheers. She turr,*.to the 
Captains and the Men] Officers and men -gentle 

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and simple — the greatest and the least — your Queen 
thanks you! — the Nation thanks you! — God blert 
you all! 

[Enthunaitic cheering. Thtn: — ] 

A Voice. We want Drake! 

[ThU cry it taken vp. " Ihakel" — " Ul Drdit 
ipeaki" — "Drake! Drakel" This becomei a 
tremendout thout] 

[The Queen beckont to Drake and thou» htm the 
eager crowd. She vwtioni to him to come up 
higher. He obey; and ttande un the aame tlep 
aa the Queen. Ui> wife it one tUp lower, looking 
up at him. All on the tUpa make way, eo that 
Dbake w clearly teen; and all turn to hear him. 
The Cbowd preto and urge forward. Enthu- 
Aattic cheert. The Sajlobs are frantic with joy] 

' Drake. Men of England! 
Crowd. Silence! — Hush! [Intenie tiknce] 
Drake. I cannot speak as I would, for your love 
grips me by the throat, and chokes my voice, and makes 
my words seem meaningless. [Murmurt] Is it a 
marvel we fought gladly, ay, and would g^y h»ve 
died, for so dear a land and for such a Queen? \theert\ 
We have opened the gates of the Sea, we have given you 
the keys of the World. [Cheert] The Uttle spot >e 
stand on has become the centre of the earth. [CteewJ 
irom this dav forward the EngHsh merchant can rove 
whither he will, and no man shall say him nay. \.Cheert\ 
Our labour is done: yours is to begin. [' TeU val ] 
Men pass away, but the People abide. See that ye hold 
fast the heritage we leave you ["Ay, ay! ] Yea, 
and teach your chUdren its value: that never m the 



coming centuries their hearts may fail llieni, or their 
hands grow weak! [Cheer,] Men of Englaiul! Hith. 
irt.. wo have been too much afraid! Hcnreforth we 
wUI fear only God! 

[Atoted bu a common impulse, the Crowd on both 
ndet qf Iht open tpace tuay retullesuli/ inward 
and break spontaneotuly into the folhteing Peabn, 
whxeh the Cboib on St. Paul's tlejn take up, a» 
doei alto thi Organ xnilhin the Cathedral:] 

Let Go<l arise, and then His foes 
Will turn themselves to flight: 

Hn enemies then will run abroad, 
And scatter out of sight. 

lEuzABETH Sydenham has tunk on her hutband'a 
breatt. At the end qf the Ptalm the People all 
turn tcwarda the Queen and Dbake u-ith out- 
itretched arnu. Cries: "God lave the Queen!" 

— God «ive Drake!" — "Ood sate England!" 

— Flags are uxLved. Roses are tossed on high, 
trumpeU blare, bells clash, and the tun quivers 
on the QcEiN and Drake]